Sun warms the lizard’s back
and the humble back of the mountain.
A raven croaks from the top of a thermal.
The valley oak above the barn,
dying a huge branch at a time,
stands in calm mortability, content
with the warm light that has fed its leaves,
the dark waters that have fed its roots,
its acorns that have fed the woodpeckers
for five hundred rainy seasons.
— Ursula K. Le GUin
I have always loved being a student, and I remember in my very young years when school stopped in summer I would be one of the only ones that was sad. In retrospect, during the winter months, my family and I lived in a middle-sized city and in the summer months, totally reclusive… on a beautiful and wonderful lakefront. So my friends got to be divided in two… the winter friends and the summer friends.
This is a bit like this. Some of my winter friends are right out there in the past, and my summer friends seem to be closer to me. So weird in a sense, if you get what I mean.
This is totally unfinished as I am starting over tomorrow morning. The first mistake that I made was the horizon. The horizon, right smack in the middle of the page? No. So tomorrow you will get another version of this… hopefully improved. Even though I really like this.
Paper: Saunders Waterford 12″x9″
Colours: Hansa Deep, Cobalt Blue, Raw Umber, Payne’s Grey
7 thoughts on “Five hundred seasons…”
a wonderful painting that shows real emotion- just mat it to bring the horizon line down.
I like it too-there is emotion in this piece. don’t toss it but try matting it to adjust the focus/horizon line.
Yes I will be doing this today… will try that out as clearly I seem to divide my paintings into half-half. Thank you -)))
Just crop the bottom off! It’s a great rendering!!
Will do my dear! Thanks -)))
Cut the paper. Either lose some off the bottom, or some off the top to move the horizon, because it IS a good painting. 😜
Thanks Ginarteau, I will crop off the bottom as it is weak. Today -)))