She waits, slow sip, eyes drifting – half there, half somewhere else. Watching, not chasing. The kind of patience that knows something’s coming. Maybe a lover, maybe a revelation, maybe just another glass. Grape Day is that in-between moment, thick with expectation, rich like the wine in her hand.
 
Acrylic on streched canvas
2021 (London, United Kingdom)
30 x 40 cm