Londeyr

The memory of dappled sunlight. I was sitting that day. Or lying. Skies drifting, time melting, leaves sifting sighs. /// A collection of memories – good and bad – carefully curated, framed and arranged in branched, fractal sequences. We are all collectors; hoarders of immersive, sensual experiences that cannot be traded, except as stories.. ------ Digital painting -- Size: 8000 x 3667 -- Title written in Manx Gaelic -- Read more at https://peakd.com/@mattbrown.art -- Twitter: @mattbrownart