Rachel Derum
Even the stars were singing, 2022
Paper collage, framed
41 x 51cm
$800
Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled, to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking into the white fire of a great mystery. I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing that the light is everything that it is more than the sum of each flawed blossom rising and falling. And I do. - Mary Oliver
A dreamlike wilderness, and an endless horizon offer themselves to your imagination. A solitary figure connects with the rock beneath, the tree at her side and the stars glimmering all around. The song of her true nature joins the one song of the world.
To purchase - contact one of our team members.
Rachel Derum
Even the stars were singing, 2022
Paper collage, framed
41 x 51cm
$800
Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled, to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking into the white fire of a great mystery. I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing that the light is everything that it is more than the sum of each flawed blossom rising and falling. And I do. - Mary Oliver
A dreamlike wilderness, and an endless horizon offer themselves to your imagination. A solitary figure connects with the rock beneath, the tree at her side and the stars glimmering all around. The song of her true nature joins the one song of the world.
To purchase - contact one of our team members.
Rachel Derum
Even the stars were singing, 2022
Paper collage, framed
41 x 51cm
$800
Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled, to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking into the white fire of a great mystery. I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing that the light is everything that it is more than the sum of each flawed blossom rising and falling. And I do. - Mary Oliver
A dreamlike wilderness, and an endless horizon offer themselves to your imagination. A solitary figure connects with the rock beneath, the tree at her side and the stars glimmering all around. The song of her true nature joins the one song of the world.
To purchase - contact one of our team members.