Moonlight buzzes through the house making sleeep elusive, if not plain impossible. She gives in, shrugging a jacket over her PJ’s, boots with no socks and quietly sneaks out the front door. Instinctively drawn toward the beach, she hopes none of her neighbours have the same compulsion: PJ’s in public isn’t really her thing. She’s breathless before she hits the sand – not from the short walk – but from what she sees in front of her. She sits, breathes and bathes in the night light, letting it soothe and renew as only it can.
Repurposed denim • Fabric remnants • Bamboo silver • Agate slice • Box framed in Victorian Ash
26 cm wide x 34 high (framed)
Out of stock