Jasmine Mills

Washed, glazed, sticky layers with protruding lines that edge botanical towers reach to meet the sky.

Below you may find lost figures, characters hiding, and glimpses of someone moving through the undergrowth.

I am particularly fascinated by washes that help me create abstracted night-time scenes, with dark shadows and traces of light that trail into the painting from a distance.

The forest is a kaleidoscope of endless pattern, each view controlled by an enclosure of trees.