‘Night At The Opera’ (2026), 200 cm x 160 cm acrylic on canvas, ink, pencil, oil pastel.
I painted ‘A Night at the Opera’ while completely lost in soaring arias and dramatic crescendos, and you can probably feel that energy splashed all over the canvas. As the music filled the room, the iconic sails of the Sydney Opera House seemed to come alive in my imagination — not just as a building, but as a stage for big emotions, bold colour, and a little bit of magic.
This piece isn’t a literal snapshot of a night out in Sydney; it’s what that night feels like — the buzz in the air, the glamour, the music drifting across the harbour, and that moment when the lights dim and everything tingles with possibility. It’s my abstract love letter to music, drama, and one unforgettable skyline
‘Night At The Opera’ (2026), 200 cm x 160 cm acrylic on canvas, ink, pencil, oil pastel.
I painted ‘A Night at the Opera’ while completely lost in soaring arias and dramatic crescendos, and you can probably feel that energy splashed all over the canvas. As the music filled the room, the iconic sails of the Sydney Opera House seemed to come alive in my imagination — not just as a building, but as a stage for big emotions, bold colour, and a little bit of magic.
This piece isn’t a literal snapshot of a night out in Sydney; it’s what that night feels like — the buzz in the air, the glamour, the music drifting across the harbour, and that moment when the lights dim and everything tingles with possibility. It’s my abstract love letter to music, drama, and one unforgettable skyline
