Showing posts with label the woods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the woods. Show all posts

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Edge of Spring

Orienting to sunlight and warmth, we dream of spring.

Acrylic on paper (11" x 8")

Fresh green shoots of grass beckon, riches growing from the near death of winter.
Just a suggestion.

Sunday, September 13, 2015

PEI Storm

Drama in the skies over pasture, farms and woodlots,

Acrylic on paper 1992, from a 1980 sketch (23" x 30")
signaling perhaps that the storms are over and tomorrow holds a promise.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

The Woodlot

Light flickering in a chancy, undefined way catches the eye through the leaves, stems and brambles. Cool in the summer. Outlined in snow in the winter, brilliantly ablaze in the autumn, the eye's task is to define and trace branch to root; the roots impossible to trace.


Such a tangle!


Midsummer

 The summer solstice; it is the anticipation of the warmth of the earth, the beauty of a flowering world. It is a festival of brilliant ligh...