Autumn has its own way of setting the world alight: silently, without smoke. Fire slips into the trees, kindles the gold and red of a maple leaf, then leaves it reluctantly, edge by edge, leaving behind ashes and a few embers that linger.
All that remains are the veins, fine as lace, still holding the trace of what once blazed. For fire does not only consume: it reveals what, in the leaf, was made to last.
Materials: 300 g/m², 100% cotton, cold-pressed watercolour paper. Winsor & Newton and Blockx watercolours.
Dimensions: 24x32cm