Painting Poetry of light and colour into my landscapes
Sunday, April 14, 2013
The path I take every day on my way to work
A path I take every day on my way to walk. Still flanked with big bank of snow at this time of the year. So cold when I painted this view that my fingers got numb with biting cold wind which pushed my easel so hard and almost toppled it over.
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