Memory of spring. An atmosphere of the spring green mountains. Everything is gold. The spring is coming eventually - towards the end of the winter. It has been an unbearable long winter in the North America.
"Composed in Spring" by Robert Burns (1786) :
Come Winter, with thine angry howl,
And raging bend the naked tree;
Thy gloom will soothe my chearless soul,
When Nature all is sad like me!
This green/gold painting is done with acrylic and golden colors on rice paper, mounted on canvas then on board. 21 x 18 in.
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