when the fog lifts

In When The Fog Lifts, hazy veils of texture and iridescent washes slowly give way to clarity—a meditation on emergence, on the quiet power of hope, and on what reveals itself when we choose to pause and trust. I love that my painting draws me in, teasing me with the feeling that I might somehow be able to see through the paint into its depths!

At first glance, this abstract composition shimmers with restrained elegance: moody greys, softened jewel tones, and ethereal light all coalesce in layers that echo both urban reflection and natural mystery. There is the suggestion of water—deep, still, and knowing—mirroring the intangible beauty of shifting skies or city lights glimpsed through mist.

As with most of my paintings, I hope that this does not shout, but instead whispers. It’s a safe harbour, an invitation to stillness—a reminder that even in uncertainty, moments of wonder rise to the surface.

If you appreciate atmospheric nuance, emotional intelligence in abstraction, and the transformative potential of art as sanctuary, then you'll find a quiet resonance in When The Fog Lifts.