8” x 8” Mixed Media on Cold Press Watercolor Paper
A phoenix caught mid-rise, built not from solid shapes but from fine, interlaced lines in red, gold, and teal. The tangled linework pulls double duty as feather and flame, like the bird is still assembling itself out of fire.
Behind it, loose watercolor washes shift from storm-grey to first light, with scattered flecks of pigment falling through the air like embers. I wanted the piece to feel less like a portrait of a mythical bird and more like a moment of combustion. It is the moment when something old burns away and something new starts to take shape.
8” x 8” Mixed Media on Cold Press Watercolor Paper
A phoenix caught mid-rise, built not from solid shapes but from fine, interlaced lines in red, gold, and teal. The tangled linework pulls double duty as feather and flame, like the bird is still assembling itself out of fire.
Behind it, loose watercolor washes shift from storm-grey to first light, with scattered flecks of pigment falling through the air like embers. I wanted the piece to feel less like a portrait of a mythical bird and more like a moment of combustion. It is the moment when something old burns away and something new starts to take shape.