Sometimes we just need to breathe ourselves into each moment.
She is immersed in the moment, listening and waiting.
In the magic of the moment
She emerges through the moment
She was about time flying but transformed into the place where all those small moments are held and remembered. The layers built…with impasto medium, stencils and stains, she moves into each moment. Time sometimes stands still when we allow ourselves to be within it rather than trying to catch it. I have included a few stages so you can see her becoming. I am playing with the interaction between the figure and the background with the gold and stencil work as well as refining the face. The sun comes out and she falls into place. Time for a walk in the winter sun.