Mother Awakening
I used to live in the Palouse–wheat-growing country spanning northern Idaho and eastern Washington. The Palouse was all rolling hills and curving feminine shapes. In the spring at dawn, you could hear the earth beginning to thaw and the soil opening up to breathe. To me it sounded like Mother Earth waking up after a long winter sleep. Do you see her in this picture?
Original painting. Acrylics on canvas board, 4 x 6 inches. Completed 5-6-2009.
Cloonan Collection.
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