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Everything, All At Once
Built up in heavy, fast strokes against a ground the color of a closed eye — the piece the doorway only half showed you.
Original paintings, furniture, and lighting for rooms that are still becoming themselves.
Built up in heavy, fast strokes against a ground the color of a closed eye — the piece the doorway only half showed you.
The room after everyone's left — quieter blooms, a darker hush, the same impulse turned down to a whisper.
White roses against red — the most direct of the three. No hesitation in the brushwork, none asked of you either.
Every painting is built in one sitting, on canvas from a single family-run mill in Quebec that's pressed cotton duck since 1958. Pigments are hand-mixed in small batches by the artist herself.