This painting invites the viewer back to a place of pure imagination.
A sandy hill becomes a playground, where branches transform into beams and leaves into a shelter, a tipi born from play, instinct, and quiet wonder.
Bright colours bring the scene to life, not as decoration, but as emotion.
They echo the intensity of childhood perception, when everything feels vivid, open, and full of possibility. Through the delicate structure of the tipi, trees sway gently in the wind, creating a sense of movement and breathing space.
There is no figure present.
The work leaves room for the collector to step inside, to remember, to project, to feel.
You are the one who sees.
You are the one who dreams.
A piece for those who cherish art as a doorway: into memory, imagination, and the freedom of seeing the world with open eyes.
