Last week I went outside in that weirdly warm weather to catch the leaves before they were all plucked by the wind. I went to my friend's 20 acres and found trees with that last little bit of yellow so I set up my easel and pulled out an old painting of the marsh. I didn't hate that older painting but it didn't sell and I needed a canvas, being too lazy or busy or something to stretch a new one. Following is the progression. Charlie is lurking in some of the pictures, fussing in the fallen leaves.
(Go ahead and play "Where's Charlie?" but don't forget to watch the painting change!)
that is so cool! You can give it to me :)
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