Painted this during the last bits of our beautiful fall weather. My daughter wrote (& published) a poem about this bridge which is in our town. I've included a few lines,The Green Bridge isn't any ordinary bridge
It links us from the busy town to the gracious woods
It allows us to be bathed by the sunlight or calmed by the whispering wind
The bridge sways as the breeze whistles
No work, no insults come to mind
The feeling is like none other than love for the nature...
...of the Green Bridge.
12"x9"
Oil on Linen
1 comment:
Beautiful color and the composition reminds me of some of the old Japanese prints Degas looked at.... I also love the little poem.
Loriann
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