As I pondered the sky and mountains yesterday from Sheep Hill in Williamstown, MA, with a new panel on my easel, I happened to look at the trees behind me. The late afternoon sun was trying to penetrate the density of trunks and limbs. I just started to paint, trying to make sense of what I was looking at, even though it was hard to see it. 8x10 oil on panel.
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