3537A.
Today we embarked on the very last piece in that eight-piece pack we've been nursing since last year. The title of this is Indian Summer, and it's a rather banal-yet-pleasant fall scene in the woods complete with cabin, pond, and trees exuberant in "the color".
It is, of course, deep winter as we start our painting, and the snow is thick upon the ground, and when the fall stops it inexplicably develops light blue lines and almost-illegibly-tiny numerals.
Why it does not stick to brown, red, and off-green areas is a question we leave to science.
It is, of course, deep winter as we start our painting, and the snow is thick upon the ground, and when the fall stops it inexplicably develops light blue lines and almost-illegibly-tiny numerals.
Why it does not stick to brown, red, and off-green areas is a question we leave to science.
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