Slote Road

Sunday post: Sundays I take the day off and post a work previously done, from my website.

I painted Slote Road a few years back on a late autumn day. The colours of the landscape were gorgeous: crimsons, golds and deep green. The clouds were rushing through the sky, creating a very romantic - bordering on stormy - sky. Weather like that always gives me a bit of a rush...

12" x 12" / acrylic on canvas, framed

Untitled

Just finished this ( I think I've finished it) so I haven't come up with a title yet. I began this piece in fall and put it aside, not sure which direction to go with it. The "bones" were there, but I still had more to do. It was painted in an old cedar grove that feels quite magical. The ground is like sponge, the scent woodsy and green and once inside you're cushioned from ambient noise. Serenity. These four twisted, beautiful trunks rose from the ground and made me think of a group of old friends or siblings.

30" x 40" / acrylic on canvas

Autumn Hills

There are quotes more applicable to this painting than the one I've posted below, but I came across this verse today and just loved it. I've never heard this song but will do a search for it.

6"x 6" / oil on panel / $65

The falling leaves drift by the window

The autumn leaves of red and gold

I see your lips, the summer kisses

The sun-burned hands I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long

And soon I'll hear old winter's song

But I miss you most of all my darling

When autumn leaves start to fall.

Johnny Mercer

Much-recorded song Autumn Leaves. Originally a French song Les Feuilles Mortes with lyrics by poet Jacques Prevért.