The Fields Remember
Title: The Fields Remember
Materials: Amethyst, citrine, beeswax, ochre, obsidian, amber, etc.
Inspiration: A golden field bursting with lavender blooms. A village perched in quiet dignity beneath a sky of sun-warmed ochre. The Fields Remember captures the essence of home — not as a place, but as a vibration. It is memory rooted in earth. A hymn of color and belonging.
Citrine glows through the brush like sunlight pressed into pigment. Amethyst adds soul and mystery to the floral whispers. Beeswax warms the fields, and obsidian outlines the past with protection. Amber softens every edge — like nostalgia made tangible.
This is a painting of contrast and connection: the wild and the built, the sacred stillness of nature and the echo of human story. The fields don’t forget. They bloom in remembrance.
Title: The Fields Remember
Materials: Amethyst, citrine, beeswax, ochre, obsidian, amber, etc.
Inspiration: A golden field bursting with lavender blooms. A village perched in quiet dignity beneath a sky of sun-warmed ochre. The Fields Remember captures the essence of home — not as a place, but as a vibration. It is memory rooted in earth. A hymn of color and belonging.
Citrine glows through the brush like sunlight pressed into pigment. Amethyst adds soul and mystery to the floral whispers. Beeswax warms the fields, and obsidian outlines the past with protection. Amber softens every edge — like nostalgia made tangible.
This is a painting of contrast and connection: the wild and the built, the sacred stillness of nature and the echo of human story. The fields don’t forget. They bloom in remembrance.
Title: The Fields Remember
Materials: Amethyst, citrine, beeswax, ochre, obsidian, amber, etc.
Inspiration: A golden field bursting with lavender blooms. A village perched in quiet dignity beneath a sky of sun-warmed ochre. The Fields Remember captures the essence of home — not as a place, but as a vibration. It is memory rooted in earth. A hymn of color and belonging.
Citrine glows through the brush like sunlight pressed into pigment. Amethyst adds soul and mystery to the floral whispers. Beeswax warms the fields, and obsidian outlines the past with protection. Amber softens every edge — like nostalgia made tangible.
This is a painting of contrast and connection: the wild and the built, the sacred stillness of nature and the echo of human story. The fields don’t forget. They bloom in remembrance.