Image 1 of 1
Image 1 of 1
Image 1 of 1
Image 1 of 1
An orange bus rolls along the edge of a bright day, painted in the kind of color that only shows up when the sun has nowhere else to be. Everything feels saturated. The air, the road, the moment.
This piece leans into summer’s easy confidence. Nothing is rushed, nothing is lost. The bus moves forward simply because it can, carrying echoes of salt air, long afternoons, and destinations that don’t need names.
Loose brushstrokes and bold color keep the scene playful and open, inviting the viewer to imagine their own version of the journey. It’s less about where you’re headed and more about how good it feels to be going.
Originally painted in acrylic on 6” x 6” cradled board.
Available as an 8" × 8" fine art print.
An orange bus rolls along the edge of a bright day, painted in the kind of color that only shows up when the sun has nowhere else to be. Everything feels saturated. The air, the road, the moment.
This piece leans into summer’s easy confidence. Nothing is rushed, nothing is lost. The bus moves forward simply because it can, carrying echoes of salt air, long afternoons, and destinations that don’t need names.
Loose brushstrokes and bold color keep the scene playful and open, inviting the viewer to imagine their own version of the journey. It’s less about where you’re headed and more about how good it feels to be going.
Originally painted in acrylic on 6” x 6” cradled board.
Available as an 8" × 8" fine art print.