He Must Have Reached It

This is a boy. I just finished painting him. One day soon he may come alive. He will also be hanging at Suspension coffee shop on Beaumont street, Hamilton from Thursday 16th September, as a part of the INTO DARK exhibition. There's lots of other rad people in it too, you should come have a look!

“He must have reached it,” said Lily Briscoe aloud, feeling suddenly completely tired out. For the Lighthouse had become almost invisible, had melted away into a blue haze, and the effort of looking at it and the effort of thinking of him landing there, which both seemed to be one and the same effort, had stretched her body and mind to the utmost. Ah, but she was relieved. Whatever she had wanted to give him, when he left her that morning, she had given him at last.