This print holds a peacock—its feathers both proud and vulnerable—set against a pale pink sky that softens the edges of everything around it. Flowers drift like whispered memories, fragile and bold, circling the bird as if they carry stories too heavy to speak aloud. The scene lingers in that quiet space where strength meets tenderness, where beauty exists quietly among softness and vulnerability—a moment suspended between display and solitude.
9×12
This print holds a peacock—its feathers both proud and vulnerable—set against a pale pink sky that softens the edges of everything around it. Flowers drift like whispered memories, fragile and bold, circling the bird as if they carry stories too heavy to speak aloud. The scene lingers in that quiet space where strength meets tenderness, where beauty exists quietly among softness and vulnerability—a moment suspended between display and solitude.
9×12