Autumn 1 Sigil She does not know what

She does not know what she will lose

Neither angel nor mortal

A set of two images

promises broken quietly—these things were given to the earth

Juno is the first piece of art I had published and she will always hold a special place in my heart

Autumn 1 Sigil She does not know whatAutumn is not merely a season but a metamorphosis of spirit and form. Human features crack and weather like old bark, while leaves and branches entwine with flesh, dissolving the boundaries between body and earth. The figures appear both fragile and eternalcaught in the quiet surrender of decay and the promise of renewal. The golden and umber tones evoke the melancholy beauty of fall: the moment when life prepares to rest, yet natures final flourish