Haze veiled the distant trees like a chalkboard erased too many times.
Verdant with soy and grain too tender to label, the fields stained the rolling
hills in front of Linda's place.
8" x 10"
Oil on canvas panel
They arrived ... my wayward paintings, that were left in Iowa. This is the first painting I did on location in South English with Andrew Orr. I stood on a hill looking down on this vista behind Andrew, himself. I'll be painting this scene or ones like it to reinforce his way of painting trees in a landscape. Did I mention the bugs?