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“As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.”
—Psalm 103:15–16
$ 425
A meditation on impermanence, Evaporate captures the quiet moment when something once solid begins to slip away. Layers of color rise and dissolve, echoing the soul’s gentle release—fading, not disappearing, transforming into something unseen yet still present.
“As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.” Psalm 103:15–16
48″ h 36″ w 1′ d
Canvas, paint, mixed media, paper, and textured paint.
“As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.”
—Psalm 103:15–16
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