A Long Cold Winter
11x14 oil on canvas
The seemingly endless summer is at last giving signs of running its course; the winds and rains of the past two days here instantly remind us that we live in a gray and soggy land, something that had slipped our minds in the suspended disbelief of summer's long reign. Some among us long for the return of the soft and muted grays of winter, easier somehow to lace with emotion on the canvas. And the fires in the mountains are begging for rain. Just give us, please, this one last month of sun, this glorious September that frequently combines the best of all worlds: children returning to school and dry, colorful days of leisure, souls uplifted and comforted before the harsh turn of season.