The quiet calm of an ethereal morning at the Tropical Spice Garden, by the waters of its Water Garden. A hidden eden I hold close to the heart.
This piece is named after a dear friend’s grandmother. A reminder of family, blossoming through muddy waters, and grace.
Penang, early ‘20
The quiet calm of an ethereal morning at the Tropical Spice Garden, by the waters of its Water Garden. A hidden eden I hold close to the heart.
This piece is named after a dear friend’s grandmother. A reminder of family, blossoming through muddy waters, and grace.
Penang, early ‘20