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Artwork by Wayne McKinzie
Winter
I grew up in the midst of the deep, cold winters of the Midwest. And then, I lived many years without them. Perhaps it is some combination of these factors that has instilled in me such a wonder of this season – a longing for it. In Winter, the air is brittle. Fog, snow and frost are mesmerizing. The "face" and feel of the landscape are transformed. Everything changes from Summer's green to a cloak of stillness and white: beauty stripped to it's essence. Quiet prevails. Light takes center stage. We wait to begin again.
It's Just Past Those Trees, Acrylic, 24inX36in
She's Up There In the Barn, Acrylic, 24inX24in.
SOLD, "The Turn Is Just Ahead" 4inx12in, Acrylic.
It's Just Past Those Trees, Acrylic, 24inX36in
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