Okay, so, here’s a mostly made up landscape with crows. I think I managed to keep the horror movie aspect out of it.
So, back to thinking of things that are delightful in the dark and the cold. For instance, I think of the massive sky, that in other seasons, is hidden by and competing with glorious green trees and multi-colored flowers. So, that, and the bare bones of the dormant trees, are visible only now. I remember speaking with one woman, a photographer, who preferred winter trees for her art. She said she felt they were more “honest”. I’m still not sure what she meant by that, maybe she was searching for a word to describe something more complex. Perhaps she meant it, in the same way that a nude human is more authentic than a clothed person? Don’t know to this day. Whatever she meant, I have yet had a tree, in extravagant foliage, or otherwise, lie to me.
But for now, I’m doing little sketches on notecards, until I’m more confident for an idea. Thanks to my sister, more of the high quality paper I use is on the way, but I treat it like gold.
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