Born from a Monday's quiet magic, this singular piece of wood blooms in endless shades of blue. At first glance, it captures the imagination — but draw closer, and the surface comes alive with shifting tones and delicate details. It does not simply sit — it pulses with bursts of indigo, cerulean, electric azure, and sky-born hues, as if the wood itself remembers water, moonlight, and ancient spells. A mushroom not of earth, but of dream. Polymer clay on driftwood. Approximately 10” x 6” x 7.5” tall.
Born from a Monday's quiet magic, this singular piece of wood blooms in endless shades of blue. At first glance, it captures the imagination — but draw closer, and the surface comes alive with shifting tones and delicate details. It does not simply sit — it pulses with bursts of indigo, cerulean, electric azure, and sky-born hues, as if the wood itself remembers water, moonlight, and ancient spells. A mushroom not of earth, but of dream. Polymer clay on driftwood. Approximately 10” x 6” x 7.5” tall.
