Chillies (Verdant Harvest)

This woodland scene dissolves into a tapestry of mossy greens and ember-orange flecks, where trunks and foliage feel less observed than remembered—like a landscape returning through the grain of time. The composition compresses depth into a dense, stippled veil, allowing light to pulse in small, scattered ignitions rather than a single source, turning the forest into a quiet field of energy. In the soft ambiguity of forms, nature becomes a metaphor for persistence: growth layered over shadow, and silence made vivid through texture.