Discovered on a quiet morning walk, she appeared—part woman, part wild—an echo of something half-remembered. They called her Kitty because they didn’t know what else to call her, a name given to the unnamed, the in-between. This piece captures a fleeting moment where nature and humanity blend, neither fully one nor the other. A study in softness and mystery, the work invites reflection on identity, belonging, and the way we try to name things we don't fully understand.
Watercolour on paper
Mounted on timber and finished with artist wax to protect the artwork
14cm x 24cm
Original artwork
Discovered on a quiet morning walk, she appeared—part woman, part wild—an echo of something half-remembered. They called her Kitty because they didn’t know what else to call her, a name given to the unnamed, the in-between. This piece captures a fleeting moment where nature and humanity blend, neither fully one nor the other. A study in softness and mystery, the work invites reflection on identity, belonging, and the way we try to name things we don't fully understand.
Watercolour on paper
Mounted on timber and finished with artist wax to protect the artwork
14cm x 24cm
Original artwork
