Cypress tress have a special place in this world. They are dear to me. When I came up under this one I wanted to linger longer. I was protected from the rain underneath it's canopy and delighted in every mark I made. Another painter was creating her own scene near me and a deeply moving conversation accompanied our creativity. It was communion, connection, therapy, and so moving. Every one who happened upon us contributed to the magic in the subtlety of this piece.
Cypress tress have a special place in this world. They are dear to me. When I came up under this one I wanted to linger longer. I was protected from the rain underneath it's canopy and delighted in every mark I made. Another painter was creating her own scene near me and a deeply moving conversation accompanied our creativity. It was communion, connection, therapy, and so moving. Every one who happened upon us contributed to the magic in the subtlety of this piece.