Did you know you have two hearts inside you - one for your lovers and one for the fields, for the ripe perfume of petrichor in July after a dry spell, for the sound of turned clay cracking in the sun.
Lazy mists rise over quiet mountains here, as they have always done since first man ever stood erect to gaze upon such hills as these, and wept with the pain of nature's beauty in his breast, aching for love of his fields.
Price on Request - please email ninacouser@gmail.com to purchase or enquire. Thank you
Did you know you have two hearts inside you - one for your lovers and one for the fields, for the ripe perfume of petrichor in July after a dry spell, for the sound of turned clay cracking in the sun.
Lazy mists rise over quiet mountains here, as they have always done since first man ever stood erect to gaze upon such hills as these, and wept with the pain of nature's beauty in his breast, aching for love of his fields.
Price on Request - please email ninacouser@gmail.com to purchase or enquire. Thank you
10cm x 10cm (4” x 4”)
Acrylic/collage on paper
Original artwork
