When the night grows quiet, he comes.
Not with medicine, but with creepy whispers.
A skull of silver light emerging from the dark —
drawn to your pulse, to the places you thought were safe.

“Trust me, I’m psychic,”
he grins across his fractured brow.
But trust is tricky at night,
when shadows play doctor and the spirits begin to roam.

The Night Physician is no cure.
He’s a reminder that when the dark opens,
your imagination does too.

Materials & Details
Spray paint, acrylics & ink on canvas
100 × 120 × 2 cm
Mat black background, glossy black details and silver & white

Where to Display It
A bold, haunting piece with playful edge. Perfect for statement walls, moody interiors, or seasonal displays that embrace mystery and the thrill of the unknown.