6 × 24 in
Encaustic in Walnut Frame
You stop for a moment. An uneasy feeling washes over you. You are being watched.
You squint into the darkness, trying to make sense of the shadows. Then, slowly, a pair of eyes comes into focus.
You are not alone.
The wolf stands silently beneath the winter moon, his gaze fixed upon you. A sudden stab of fear takes hold as you realize that you have both been watching and waiting, neither willing to make the first move.
For now, you simply stand there, suspended in the stillness of the night.
What will be the next move? And who will make it?
6 × 24 in
Encaustic in Walnut Frame
You stop for a moment. An uneasy feeling washes over you. You are being watched.
You squint into the darkness, trying to make sense of the shadows. Then, slowly, a pair of eyes comes into focus.
You are not alone.
The wolf stands silently beneath the winter moon, his gaze fixed upon you. A sudden stab of fear takes hold as you realize that you have both been watching and waiting, neither willing to make the first move.
For now, you simply stand there, suspended in the stillness of the night.
What will be the next move? And who will make it?
