In My Dreams lives in the delicate space between memory and longing. Rendered in a wash of lavender, heather, and soft amethyst, the piece drifts like a half remembered place … blurred, distant, and hauntingly familiar.

There’s a hush to this painting, as if the entire landscape is suspended in a moment just before waking.

Julia’s trademark romanticism is at full strength here, with the horizon barely defined and the foreground melting into a velvet mist.

There is no clear path, no figure to guide the eye, only the pulse of a far-off landscape under an endless sky. Absence of detail gives this piece its quiet power: it lets your mind do the travelling.

A quiet tension hangs in Canal No Boat, where the absence of a vessel becomes the subject in itself. Julia Entwistle paints a solitary stretch of canal under a milky sky, the path flanked by moody trees and softened outlines, evoking the eerie hush of early morning or the first light after rain.

The palette is rich in violets, indigos, and aqua tones, cool, dreamlike, and introspective while the brushwork leaves room for atmosphere to take the lead.

There is movement here without motion, a journey suggested but not taken.

This piece would speak deeply to lovers of poetic stillness, people who find beauty in in-between moments and half-remembered places.