Description
A string-of-pearls plant hangs in its macramé holder against a black ground, its trailing strands spilling down in rounded beads. Each pearl catches a single point of light, so the whole plant reads like strung glass against the dark. A terracotta pot glows warm behind the strands, the one bit of heat in a cascade of cool green and blue.
The plant is drawn in acrylic paint pen on black paper, the black doing the work of deep shade rather than a painted backdrop. The light sits on the surface of each bead, hundreds of them, strung down from the knotted hanger.
Nadia has killed a string-of-pearls or two; fortunately, this one won’t die.

