I’m working on a new piece, “Autumn Song”. I miss the turning of leaves I used to get in Connecticut. Fall used to be a time of tangy apple cider, pumpkins, and crisp cool weather. I’m trying to capture some of that here, and also a tribute to long held love and relationships.
I’m still working on Sentinel, which is near completion.
I’m waiting to hear back about a juried show. I’m not sure if I’ve been accepted into it or not, or whether there is more for me to do to be selected. I emailed, no answer.
I’ve been taking sick time from work, and not getting much done in artwork either.
From my apartment in Queens, I can see Manhattan in the distance during the winter. In the warmer weather, the old sycamore blocks the view. I believe I have posted one summer picture of the sycamore, here’s one of the winter ones, where I try to capture the mood of a gray winter’s day. I did two of these, and I’m not sure which one is more successful.