A boy in an old English school jacket stares out of the canvas, as the background behind him becomes hazy. He's not looking at you, and he's not listening to you. He is at the tranquil moment of releasing care for all the things that have made life dark, and his eyes tell you that the world is transforming before him. There is a dreamy defiance to his gaze as the flowers in the willow behind him transform into pixies.

Framed in a vintage mid-century carved wood and gold frame.