Dark as Night, More Beautiful Than White Snow
Abstract landscape painting
Prints are available here
Original painting is in my art journal, and is not for sale
Day 24 of 30 paintings in 30 days
This was a couple weeks ago.
Then it got warm, and the snow went away.
Make sure you squint so you can see the little tracks in the snow.
Where the Willow Tree Died
Up on the limb I had more to see but I can’t feel your hand
And I can’t extend my reach
And I can’t extend my reach
I yelled down to you to climb the tree instead without my help
And you said back, “I tried”
And you said back, “I tried”
Now I am looking at the branch where I stand it’s giving out, oh my
Can you hear my lonely cry
Can you hear my lonely cry
I should have saved a seed for you to grow and us to reap all night
Where the willow tree died
Where the willow tree died
Well you always play the games
Looks like you’re off again, but your branches always break
When on solid ground we stand
You lean down and lend a hand and everything goes as you planned
Looks like you’re off again, but your branches always break
When on solid ground we stand
You lean down and lend a hand and everything goes as you planned
Listening to: Where the Willow Tree Died by Foreign Fields
B&W gouache portrait painting in my art journal
Geno – gouache portrait painting
Color can be too demanding
Painting a silly character in my art journal with gouache