Britnee Scott
Stars Behind the Surface, 2026
Acrylic, Oil Pastel on Unstretched Canvas
27.94 x 20.32 cm (11 x 8 in.)
This piece captures a face that feels both present and distant, layered with emotion that refuses to be neatly contained. Thick black drips obscure and define the features at the same time—like memories or experiences that shape identity while also weighing on it. The eyes, dotted with light, suggest something deeper beneath the surface: resilience, awareness, and a quiet intensity.
Behind the figure, a vibrant, chaotic backdrop of color and brick-like structure hints at an urban environment—alive, loud, and constantly shifting. The bursts of yellow stars scattered throughout feel like moments of clarity, hope, or even interruption—small flashes of something luminous breaking through the noise.
There’s tension here between concealment and expression, between heaviness and brightness. The work speaks to the idea that even when parts of us feel obscured or burdened, there is still light—still something radiant—pushing through.
Britnee Scott
Stars Behind the Surface, 2026
Acrylic, Oil Pastel on Unstretched Canvas
27.94 x 20.32 cm (11 x 8 in.)
This piece captures a face that feels both present and distant, layered with emotion that refuses to be neatly contained. Thick black drips obscure and define the features at the same time—like memories or experiences that shape identity while also weighing on it. The eyes, dotted with light, suggest something deeper beneath the surface: resilience, awareness, and a quiet intensity.
Behind the figure, a vibrant, chaotic backdrop of color and brick-like structure hints at an urban environment—alive, loud, and constantly shifting. The bursts of yellow stars scattered throughout feel like moments of clarity, hope, or even interruption—small flashes of something luminous breaking through the noise.
There’s tension here between concealment and expression, between heaviness and brightness. The work speaks to the idea that even when parts of us feel obscured or burdened, there is still light—still something radiant—pushing through.