I paint the morning moon setting over a solitary formation, then look down and paint a nest of dry weathered twigs, still rooted in the cracked red ground from when it was a dry weathered plant. It seems the vegetation around here is born weathered.
I paint the morning moon setting over a solitary formation, then look down and paint a nest of dry weathered twigs, still rooted in the cracked red ground from when it was a dry weathered plant. It seems the vegetation around here is born weathered.
