Here are two paintings from the past two days. We've had frost now, and the colors are changing so rapidly.
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September 27 plein air, 8x10" oil on linen |
Last night I was set up in a field of alfalfa, painting quickly as the light failed. There was cut hay, goldenrod, a fiery maple, and a delicious tang in the air.
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September 26 plein air, 8x10" oil on linen |
The night before I was in the orchard, where the apple and pear trees cast lengthening shadows.