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Media: oil on birch panel, unframed, shell
Size: 6x6 in
We wait for months for just the perfect day to drive up into the hills of Western Maine for an extraordinary treat: fall colors. There is no way to describe them. Paintings do not do them justice. The light glowing through the leaves is a transcendental experience that bring awe to me every time. We wait for months for just the perfect day to drive up into the hills of Western Maine for an extraordinary treat: fall colors. There is no way to describe them. Paintings do not do them justice. The light glowing through the leaves is a transcendental experience that bring awe to me every time. |