Echoes of the Past
From €99,75
This canvas wall art captivates with twin beams illuminating NYC, inviting reflection on loss and resilience in the city that stands tall.
- Size Guide
💡 Tip: For living rooms, choose larger sizes (30×30 in / 75×75 cm or bigger) for maximum impact.
💡 Tip: Smaller spaces like offices work well with the 20×20 in / 50×50 cm size.

In a city that never sleeps, this artwork casts haunting beams into the night, a vivid reminder of resilience and memory. The mesmerizing NYC skyline illuminated by the poignant twin beams mirrors both the chaos and beauty of urban life. It’s sadness meets silence, turning a simple photograph into a call for remembrance that speaks volumes. VerVeLush invites you to hold a piece of history on your wall.
Premium Gallery-Wrapped Canvas
High-quality 300 g/m² cotton canvas stretched over 4 cm (1.5″) thick Swedish pine wood. Ready to hang.
100-Year Color Guarantee
Printed using Epson UltraChrome eco-solvent inks for vibrant, fade-resistant colors.
European Craftsmanship
Professional Giclée printing process ensures exceptional detail and museum-quality results.
Frame Options
Available in black, white, brown, and gold. Made from sustainable Swedish pine, PVC-free and fire-resistant.
Eco-Conscious Craftsmanship
At VerVeLush, we craft art that respects the planet.
FSC®-Certified Wood
Sustainably sourced European pine
Eco-Friendly Inks
Epson UltraChrome, clean & lasting
PVC-Free Canvas
Pure cotton, no harmful chemicals
Made-to-Order
Zero excess, zero waste
Premium art with a conscience.

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