If Wishes Were Horses

A quiet longing lingers just beneath the surface, a fragile hope caught between innocence and knowing. She sits suspended in a dreamlike stillness, where memory and desire blur into something both tender and elusive. This is a moment of waiting—soft, unspoken, and full of restless possibility.

Oil on Canvas
24 x 30 inches

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