Description
David Roxbury (American, Unknown)
With this painting, David Roxbury casts us into a moonlit fantasy where desire, flight, and myth converge. At first glance, it’s a scene of romance. But linger longer, and you’ll feel the strange hush of enchantment that lies just beyond the edges of its carefully painted wings.
Perched atop a gleaming, emerald-hued dragonfly, two fairy-like figures embrace under a watchful moon. Their bodies are entangled in a posture of both vulnerability and deep connection—part dance, part dream, entirely timeless. The scene is bathed in cool, celestial blues and rich, velvety greens, evoking the hush of a forest at midnight, a place where time slows and eyes adjust to wonder.
The central figures are luminous—his hair a soft gold, her wings echoing the delicate fire of a butterfly in twilight. They cling to each other with an almost sacred tenderness, a reminder that intimacy and fantasy are not mutually exclusive in Roxbury’s visual language.
Above them, a second couple floats in a glowing, circular portal—perhaps spirits, memories, or future selves—casting a ripple of surreal energy across the scene. Behind them, a cascade of vertical lines hints at a curtain or waterfall, separating this intimate stage from the vast unknown.
The dragonfly itself—majestic, massive, almost mechanical in its form—becomes more than just a steed. It’s a symbol of movement, of migration, of evolution. It carries these lovers through a dream that is as much about metamorphosis as it is about affection.
Roxbury’s mastery lies not only in his luminous colors and mythic subject matter, but in his refusal to simplify the emotional terrain. This is not merely a fantasy painting; it is a whispered story, a frozen sigh, a page torn from the book of dreams you almost remembered.
Whether one sees it as allegory, fairy tale, or personal myth, this piece invites us to reconsider the night—not as a place of endings, but as the secret beginning of something radiant, strange, and beautiful.
