
Honeydew at High Noon
There’s mystery in her missing eyes—an untold story simmering beneath the sun. With brushstrokes that blur the line between memory and myth, she stands somewhere between outlaw and dreamer. Her oversized hat and denim shirt whisper of the West, but the soft tilt of her head speaks in poetry. Sweet as honeydew, sharp as high noon—she’s a vision you almost remember, and won’t forget.
30×40, acrylic, please allow 2 weeks for shipping
To schedule a studio visit, please email me at hannahheltzelart@gmail.com
Honeydew at High Noon
There’s mystery in her missing eyes—an untold story simmering beneath the sun. With brushstrokes that blur the line between memory and myth, she stands somewhere between outlaw and dreamer. Her oversized hat and denim shirt whisper of the West, but the soft tilt of her head speaks in poetry. Sweet as honeydew, sharp as high noon—she’s a vision you almost remember, and won’t forget.
30×40, acrylic, please allow 2 weeks for shipping
To schedule a studio visit, please email me at hannahheltzelart@gmail.com