








Skinny Dip
“Skinny Dip” by Katie Elkins is a moody, luminous meditation on solitude and vulnerability. Painted in oils, the piece captures a moment suspended in time: a glowing field nestled beneath storm-streaked skies, ringed by dark forest ridges and brush. The landscape pulses with layered greens, ochres, and mauves, brushed and blurred as if seen through memory or mist.
At the painting’s heart, a tiny figure—nude and alone—crouches in the pale clearing. Whether bathing, hiding, or returning to the earth, the figure feels both tender and defiant. It’s a private moment made public, a quiet reclamation of the self against a vast and unknowable backdrop.
Like much of Elkins’ work, Skinny Dip explores the wild space between danger and intimacy, between being seen and staying hidden. It’s sensual, reverent, and just a little bit feral.
18×12
“Skinny Dip” by Katie Elkins is a moody, luminous meditation on solitude and vulnerability. Painted in oils, the piece captures a moment suspended in time: a glowing field nestled beneath storm-streaked skies, ringed by dark forest ridges and brush. The landscape pulses with layered greens, ochres, and mauves, brushed and blurred as if seen through memory or mist.
At the painting’s heart, a tiny figure—nude and alone—crouches in the pale clearing. Whether bathing, hiding, or returning to the earth, the figure feels both tender and defiant. It’s a private moment made public, a quiet reclamation of the self against a vast and unknowable backdrop.
Like much of Elkins’ work, Skinny Dip explores the wild space between danger and intimacy, between being seen and staying hidden. It’s sensual, reverent, and just a little bit feral.
18×12
“Skinny Dip” by Katie Elkins is a moody, luminous meditation on solitude and vulnerability. Painted in oils, the piece captures a moment suspended in time: a glowing field nestled beneath storm-streaked skies, ringed by dark forest ridges and brush. The landscape pulses with layered greens, ochres, and mauves, brushed and blurred as if seen through memory or mist.
At the painting’s heart, a tiny figure—nude and alone—crouches in the pale clearing. Whether bathing, hiding, or returning to the earth, the figure feels both tender and defiant. It’s a private moment made public, a quiet reclamation of the self against a vast and unknowable backdrop.
Like much of Elkins’ work, Skinny Dip explores the wild space between danger and intimacy, between being seen and staying hidden. It’s sensual, reverent, and just a little bit feral.
18×12