Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read
One day she saw a dream in which she was transported to the past…
she wrote with a quill pen, listened to Schubert and Bach. There was no fuss or fear…
Only music and art.
Under Caravaggio’s tutelage, she painted the past in chiaroscuro contrasts with colours borrowed from the present and future, uniting all three in temporary concrescence.
Thanks, Ayesha! ❤
