Autumn 1 Sigil The vines etched into her

The vines etched into her skin are no longer reaching inward—they are trying to escape

To remain in the Vale

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

A set of two images

Autumn 1 Sigil The vines etched into herAutumn 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