Willow Sleeping Below: the face I hid in water

The ripples under the willows hold a sleeping face—but only if you stop looking for it.

The ripples under the willows hold a sleeping face—but only if you stop looking for it.

A lighthouse stair holds a nautilus curve—one shape hides inside the other until the light catches it.

The rocks held the shape before I painted them—I just let the light show it.

A lantern path through the woods, branch shadows that form a deer—if you stop looking for it.

A window glows in the ivy, and the shadows around it hold their breath.

A bridge reflection that doubles as a keyhole—but only if you wait for it.