Last summer I’ve stood under a willow, making this painting. I have fond memories of the tranquil spot, surrounded by water – hearing the animals of the nearby fields.
As I’m trying to write a haiku for each of my paintings – here is the one for this case. Followed by some detail views of the artwork.
A vaulted curtain
Turning a blazing present
To echoed whispers
The original is also in the shop. On request I can offer poster prints.