This black and white, acrylic, 30” x 40” painting of
a local tree, is a study of composition and finding the strength within the
subject and the space that it occupies. As
I painted with my brush, I felt like a conductor directing an orchestra. As I painted, the real life summer greens fell
away like the leaves in a fall windstorm, and all that was left in my artistic
rendering was a sparsely covered tree - bare and almost naked - in all of its
truth.
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