Preserve 12-21-2008 Winter Solstice
It is so silent. I can hear the occasional crackle of a crystalline snow flake falling on the shoulder of my coat. There is a low unseen washing sound of the ocean on the beach a quarter mile down the hill. A bird comes to look at me, his mate joining us soon after. They make low gentle beeping sounds to each other as they watch me, and shake the snow off their feathers.
When I enter the trail, the snow makes crunching sounds beneath my feet, as if I walked on a hollow drumskin.
I’ve found the scene I want to paint. I’ll take some photos and return to my warm home to work.
Original painting. Soft pastels on Mi Tientes paper, 5.5 x 5.5 inches. Completed 1-17-2009.
SOLD–Thesen collection.
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