The Secret Language of Fields, oil on canvas, 100 x 100 x 3 cm
When I look at a wild meadow, I don’t just see flowers; I feel a pulse, a subtle rhythm, a hidden conversation between earth and light. “The Secret Language of Fields” was my attempt to translate that invisible frequency onto canvas.
I began by laying down a foundation of structured, bokeh-like colour; a pointillist sky that reflects the organised chaos of nature itself. Against this steady pattern of colour, the poppies were free to become wild. I wanted their deep crimsons and soft purples to drift like dancers through a gentle mist, balancing somewhere between a physical memory and a dream.
Owning this piece isn’t simply bringing a landscape into your home; it’s welcoming a moment of vivid, living communication. It invites you to pause, look deeper, and tune into the shimmering, unspoken language of the world around us.
