Framed Original Watercolor | Upon a Lilac Sea
There is something almost dreamlike about lilacs in full bloom. All that fragrance. All that color. They arrive like a small celebration and leave before you're ready.
This piece leans into that feeling - soft watercolor washes of pale purple, with delicate pressed lilac blooms arranged across the surface, some nestled close and others drifting away from the stem, as if carried on a gentle current.
Dickinson wrote of a lilac sea - a sweep of color so full it felt like water. The warm sepia background here gives everything a softly aged quality, like a letter you've read so many times the paper has gone golden. Light, luminous, and quietly unforgettable.
A piece for anyone who has ever stood next to a lilac bush and just... stayed there for a while.
Size: 9 × 12 inches (image) | Framed: 11 x 14 inches
Medium: Original watercolor and cut paper collage
Frame: Warm Wood 11 x 14 shadow box - ready to hang
One of a kind: Yes - this is an original, one-of-a-kind work
There is something almost dreamlike about lilacs in full bloom. All that fragrance. All that color. They arrive like a small celebration and leave before you're ready.
This piece leans into that feeling - soft watercolor washes of pale purple, with delicate pressed lilac blooms arranged across the surface, some nestled close and others drifting away from the stem, as if carried on a gentle current.
Dickinson wrote of a lilac sea - a sweep of color so full it felt like water. The warm sepia background here gives everything a softly aged quality, like a letter you've read so many times the paper has gone golden. Light, luminous, and quietly unforgettable.
A piece for anyone who has ever stood next to a lilac bush and just... stayed there for a while.
Size: 9 × 12 inches (image) | Framed: 11 x 14 inches
Medium: Original watercolor and cut paper collage
Frame: Warm Wood 11 x 14 shadow box - ready to hang
One of a kind: Yes - this is an original, one-of-a-kind work
"Upon a Lilac Sea" by Emily Dickinson
1337
Upon a Lilac Sea
To toss incessantly
His Plush Alarm -
Who fleeing from the Spring
The Spring avenging fling
To Dooms of Balm -