Autumn

She’s a signal.

She arrives quietly, like breath fogging the mirror of your life.

Her body is made of transitions.

Warm hues fading into cold truths.

A moment between moments.

She stands here to mark your shift, to witness what’s falling away. In her gaze, endings become thresholds.

Nostalgia becomes clarity.

25" x 38"

Acrylic, Aerosol, pen on paper 

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