Pulled by the allure of a road, we follow. We speak of bends and curves unfolding before us. We label the bumps and rolls. We follow onward; we go up the road, down the road and across the road.
Why is it greener on the other side?
What is that allure?
My new favourite - very evocative, even haunting, but I also like the way you've rendered the road and it's meanderings, and the fold upon fold of the the hills, then the swoop of the sky to complete it all ....
ReplyDeleteLovely! Again. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful piece of Art
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