In a strange moody land.
A moody piece that is a preview to the dark coming months. I have spent a lot of time painting at this scale. I will be working on much larger pieces in the coming months.
A little study of a nocturnal sky and rising moon.
Small study of mood and forest. I have managed to work away a beautiful summer, they disappear so quickly now.
Shout into dark, deepen the word.
Both have found new homes. Thankful to keep sales going even as I scramble to get work together for a couple of exhibits.
From wind to dust. More inspiration from Lake Pend Oreille.
Long summer days and the slow fade to night.
Apology is the word for you. Moments gone to time and dust. Tongue still dry it whispers dark. Howling low it knows the tune.
Drawn to Dark, you antiflame. Vibrations will not stop, still it turns. Threaded and lost in the eddy of fear. My bleeding gums shine bright.