Crisp leaves beneath the feet give way
gnarled roots reach out as if to say
The path trodden here lies flat nor fair
As magics stirs the bleak dusk air
Though cautious steps the weary heart
Spirit bold the path shall part
Here remain in branches dense
Forgotten things of human sense
Bring forth the fearless soul within
Connect once more with long lost kin
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One more love letter to all the fairy tales I read as a kid, to be the heroine, sweeping long dresses over crackling leaves, crossing the dark forest in search of whatever ails her heart.
Piece comes framed in a fairy tale, brass style, resin frame with mount and ships from the UK.
Original is 6 x 8 inches, gouache and acrylic on hot press watercolour paper. Mounted to 8 x 10 and then framed.
$495 $495
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