A melody of light perchance, or less the morning dawn, The fragrance of Magnolia as moonlight's day is born. As scent of spice that hangs so still will surely drift away, For lest the birds who bathe to wake and savour the bouquet. (c) 2023 Lara Robins
This unique one-off picture is painted in portrait, using acrylic painted onto stretched canvas. The sides of the panel are prepared in accordance with the picture itself, and the picture comes frameless, but ready for hanging.