Impressions from life are being filtered in our mind and form our perceptions. Reflections of reality. Or are the reflections reality? The spectator is free to interpret my work according to their own insight, but for me part of the message here is that even though the ships may be on dry land, ambitions, dreams, plans always take form naturally when the time is ripe. There's always a clear source to nurture us.
Materials:
pencil, gold metal leaf, watercolor pencils, shimmering acrylic paint