Arranged in a quiet rhythm, five mussel shells tilt and open across a white field, their inky shadows pooling beneath them like receding water. The deep blues and fine line work evoke the delicacy of tide-washed moments, captured just before they vanish.
Arranged in a quiet rhythm, five mussel shells tilt and open across a white field, their inky shadows pooling beneath them like receding water. The deep blues and fine line work evoke the delicacy of tide-washed moments, captured just before they vanish.