Pause.
The landscape holds something quiet. A hidden shoreline,the pause, the breath, the space where land meets something deeper. I called it The Pause, the painging that comes a live like a perfect textured puzzle,
Pause.
The landscape holds something quiet. A hidden shoreline,the pause, the breath, the space where land meets something deeper. I called it The Pause, the painging that comes a live like a perfect textured puzzle,
