Reflections of Autumn



Crisp Fall days reveal our trees' true colors of crimson, orange and gold. In this work, they are reflected onto a still body of water evoking a sense of peace during this season of introspection. When we take a moment to look inside ourselves, are OUR true colors revealed? Are there any changes to our "hues" and "values" that could be considered? I believe that True Peace flows when the inner self is congruent to the public self. What do you think?

~~16"x14" $275 framed

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  1. PeggyNovember 10, 2010 at 4:20 AM

    Hi there! I love this painting...caught my eye immediately! Hope all is well and that you are continuing to create!

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