“But then fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.”
― Stephen King, Salem's Lot
As I allowed my mind to travel to undiscovered places all over the world, as I invited my memories to take over my hand's movement while I was drawing, as I felt the nature maturing in my paint color tubes, fall took control and lines started to emerge, then the color symphony took the lead for a while and it started smashing green into red, red into blue for the yellow to just lighten everything then again and fade into white...
As I woke up from my day dreaming, tired already by the noise and colors of Barcelona, the reddish color of Marrakesh and the wilderness of Haarlem, I saw my canvas finished with some perfect sketches of these three coats.
It wasn't really enough for this time so I thought a little gift was needed as well, just because my muse was around me, and just that orange is such a fall color :)
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