During the brutal cold, deep snow, and entirely necessary stay indoors, I found myself long for the chance to go outside and paint. Although I painted a couple of small watercolors from the window of the studio, they were no substitute for the chance to spend significant time outside.
"Druid Hill Creek," wc on paper, 3.5x5.5 |
Nevertheless, I long for the lushness of spring, the heat of summer, and even the cold winds of autumn when the weather closes in.
"Pastureland, Virginia," oil on panel, 9x12 |
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