Morning, 25 December. 8x8, oil and cold wax on linen panel. 2016
I remember this morning like it was yesterday. We'd had a light snowfall overnight and the morning was cold and slightly misty. The light was so captivating that I grabbed my camera and ran outside to take some photographs.
We could often see a light burning on the other side of the valley. It allowed me to add an interesting narrative with just a few dabs of the painting knife.
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