Whispers in the Canopy, 20 x 24 in, Oil on Canvas

The quiet movement that happens above us — the way light filters through branches and wind stirs the air into patterns we can almost hear. Layers of translucent greens, yellows, and earthy tones build a kind of rhythm, like the murmur of leaves in conversation. For me, this piece is about presence — that moment when the forest feels alive, and you can sense something speaking just beyond words.