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She chose the corner table, the one in full sun. Yellow dress, yellow hat, coffee gone cold. The kind of woman who makes a whole terrace look like it was set for her. The flowers are heavy behind her, the street is already hazy with heat, but she’s in no hurry. A cigarette, a private thought, and that little smile you can’t quite read - that’s her secret, not ours.
I wanted this one to feel like a memory of a summer you didn’t actually live, but wish you had. Loose brushwork, high-key light, all warmth and shadow - painted to bring sunshine into a room in January.
Oil on birch - 12 × 12 in. / 30 × 30 cm.
Floated in a dark maple frame. A one-of-one work from my studio.
Collector delivery fee included - custom crated and fully insured.
She chose the corner table, the one in full sun. Yellow dress, yellow hat, coffee gone cold. The kind of woman who makes a whole terrace look like it was set for her. The flowers are heavy behind her, the street is already hazy with heat, but she’s in no hurry. A cigarette, a private thought, and that little smile you can’t quite read - that’s her secret, not ours.
I wanted this one to feel like a memory of a summer you didn’t actually live, but wish you had. Loose brushwork, high-key light, all warmth and shadow - painted to bring sunshine into a room in January.
Oil on birch - 12 × 12 in. / 30 × 30 cm.
Floated in a dark maple frame. A one-of-one work from my studio.
Collector delivery fee included - custom crated and fully insured.