Medium: Mixed media (acrylic, gouache) on raw canvas
Dimensions: 8 X 8
“It’s not a mirage,” is a phrase that’s been surfacing in my dreams. I became fascinated with the naturally occurring mirages in nature—how our eyes interpret what is real and false around us. When I think of a mirage, I think of swirling clouds of light interacting with our eyes in the middle of a barren desert. This painting is mostly acrylic with a high-gloss varnish on textured canvas. (The thick canvas means it measures slightly larger than 8x8, so it would need a custom gallery frame.)
Accompanying Poem:
MIRAGE
it’s not a mirage, you said
but stars float in my eyes
a limitless expanse of what ifs
i can weave a better illusion
i’ll write another story
one without a desert
no sand dunes tilted toward oasis
no sun or searing heat
no more climbing uphill with a promise
instead—
a snowscape of fading dreams
like a silver lake of heaven’s water
that’s what i’d choose : night :
of the blackest depths, a void so sweet
death could crawl into it and make a home
Additional Details:
Archival varnish
Comes with Certificate of Authenticity
Signed on front and back
This painting does not come framed
Shipping & Returns:
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2-3 weeks shipping and processing
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Artwork copyright remains with artist after sale; artwork may not be reproduced without written permission from the artist.
Medium: Mixed media (acrylic, gouache) on raw canvas
Dimensions: 8 X 8
“It’s not a mirage,” is a phrase that’s been surfacing in my dreams. I became fascinated with the naturally occurring mirages in nature—how our eyes interpret what is real and false around us. When I think of a mirage, I think of swirling clouds of light interacting with our eyes in the middle of a barren desert. This painting is mostly acrylic with a high-gloss varnish on textured canvas. (The thick canvas means it measures slightly larger than 8x8, so it would need a custom gallery frame.)
Accompanying Poem:
MIRAGE
it’s not a mirage, you said
but stars float in my eyes
a limitless expanse of what ifs
i can weave a better illusion
i’ll write another story
one without a desert
no sand dunes tilted toward oasis
no sun or searing heat
no more climbing uphill with a promise
instead—
a snowscape of fading dreams
like a silver lake of heaven’s water
that’s what i’d choose : night :
of the blackest depths, a void so sweet
death could crawl into it and make a home
Additional Details:
Archival varnish
Comes with Certificate of Authenticity
Signed on front and back
This painting does not come framed
Shipping & Returns:
All sales are final
2-3 weeks shipping and processing
Please see FAQs for more information.
Artwork copyright remains with artist after sale; artwork may not be reproduced without written permission from the artist.
