Search
  • janeboutwell

Marsh Painting

Today I found a favorite hidden painting spot and heard the marsh breathing (dolphins spout, the flap of the Heron’s wing, the tramp of deer hooves).


As the sunset colors became more vibrant, the gnats became more vicious and the tide crept up under our shoes.


We gathered our supplies—-splashes of color on still damp paper.




We walked back to the bicycle, glancing over our shoulders every few steps to catch a glimpse of the miracle of the sky ablaze and silhouetted sculptures of trees set against the glow... This brilliant painting across the sky would cause the world to stop and gasp were it not an almost daily event.



0 views

©2019 by Jane Boutwell Studio. Proudly created with Wix.com