Nocturne
“I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight
What may not bless my waking eyes.” ― Anne Brontë, Best Poems of the Brontë Sisters
I’m a night owl, the happiest when I’m covered in paint at 2am, consumed by my work. I think it's the silence that draws me, pulls me into myself and in these moments, I am whole.
“I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight
What may not bless my waking eyes.” ― Anne Brontë, Best Poems of the Brontë Sisters
I’m a night owl, the happiest when I’m covered in paint at 2am, consumed by my work. I think it's the silence that draws me, pulls me into myself and in these moments, I am whole.
“I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight
What may not bless my waking eyes.” ― Anne Brontë, Best Poems of the Brontë Sisters
I’m a night owl, the happiest when I’m covered in paint at 2am, consumed by my work. I think it's the silence that draws me, pulls me into myself and in these moments, I am whole.
Details
30”x40”
Acrylic on gallery wrapped canvas
Inspiration
Frédéric Chopin, Nocturnes
