I was drawn to the contrast of bold color against fading light — how the poppies seemed to hold the last warmth of the day. Painting this, I felt that mix of energy and stillness that comes at dusk, when the world glows for just a moment before resting. The petals were built with soft brushwork and glazes of crimson and rose layered over dusky greens and golds. I wanted to capture that brief moment when the sun’s last touch makes even the simplest field seem alive with light. It’s about gratitude for impermanence — the beauty that happens just before nightfall.
I was drawn to the contrast of bold color against fading light — how the poppies seemed to hold the last warmth of the day. Painting this, I felt that mix of energy and stillness that comes at dusk, when the world glows for just a moment before resting. The petals were built with soft brushwork and glazes of crimson and rose layered over dusky greens and golds. I wanted to capture that brief moment when the sun’s last touch makes even the simplest field seem alive with light. It’s about gratitude for impermanence — the beauty that happens just before nightfall.
