Sepia Winter

"Sepia Winter" 6" x 8" Oil on Hardboard

I'm coming to grips with grey sticks poking into the sepia sky.  Not really. My hands ache at the thought of serious cold. My body shivers and my eyes aren't adapting to so much darkness. Soon enough, on my birthday, in fact, we'll reach the pinnacle of darkness and begin the descent down the light side of the slope. 

I was compelled to get this one out of my system. It happened almost like a dare. Do it. Just paint the trees and the lake and the dismal sky in sepia and burnt sienna.  Do you ever listen to your inner voice?

Carol

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Blown Into the Next County

"Blown Into the Next County" 6" x 6" Oil on hardboard

Not a leaf was left on the trees, or the ground, for that matter, when the storm made its entrance. Who needs a leaf rake, or landscapers when nature tends to the Earth so thoroughly?

This sky was painted at the same time as two others, just darker.  I seem to be in a low key stage, don't I?  Anyway, I waited until the sky was dry and dragged little branches across it.  

Thank you for blowing in today.
Carol

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