This vessel feels like anticipation.
A kettle set down,
handle ready,
spout turned outward—
prepared but not rushing.
I painted this thinking about the days just before Christmas.
When the light fades early,
when the house grows quieter,
when something feels close but not yet here.
This piece holds that pause.
The moment before warmth is shared.
The waiting that is part of the gift.
This vessel feels like anticipation.
A kettle set down,
handle ready,
spout turned outward—
prepared but not rushing.
I painted this thinking about the days just before Christmas.
When the light fades early,
when the house grows quieter,
when something feels close but not yet here.
This piece holds that pause.
The moment before warmth is shared.
The waiting that is part of the gift.
