Our framed canvas is a 38mm stretched canvas within a traditional picture frame. The simple addition of a wooden picture frame creates a completely new form of wall art, quite distinct to a standard canvas. The thin frame sits approximately 5mm from the edge of the canvas helping create a floating border. Highly recommended for photography and images that make a real statement.
 
ADRIFT UNDER WOUNDED SKIES
 
The sky once held stories in its stars—tales of wonder, light, and purpose. But now, it bleeds.
 
A blinding burst of pink-white anguish radiates from the heart of the storm, splitting the heavens like a scream no one heard in time. Around it, teal sorrow drips down like old wounds reopened, streaking the canvas of a forgotten world. Smoky greys and ash-toned blacks smother the edges, a slow suffocation of light, of hope, of memory.
 
The world beneath this celestial rupture is cracked and uncertain. Jagged textures and drips fall like tears from the troubled skies —each one carrying the weight of something lost:  a voice silenced, a connection broken. The sky does not rage; it mourns.
 
Floating in the midst of this cataclysm is something unseen—us. Adrift.  We are untethered souls caught between what was and what may never be. There is no horizon, no compass, only this fractured sky groaning under the pressure of sorrow it can no longer contain.
 
Yet in the heart of the wound, there is light—not of healing, but of memory. A fierce, radiant echo of what was once whole. It pulses not with hope, but with the ache of remembering.
 
We are not lost because we don't know where we are. We are lost because what once guided us has vanished—burned out in the silence.
 
This is grief in colour. This is uncertainty made divine.
This is what it feels like to be adrift… under wounded skies.