We were surrounded by the forest, the world slipped away. I had forgotten how quiet it was. I found a spot on the path and started to paint. In a few hours I was finished. The painting seemed to paint itself.
I looked up and there was the owl, again. He had been watching from the same branch as I set up and then he had flown away. He made eye contact with me both times and I guess he wanted to see the final result. I wondered, as I packed up, if he approved.
I have included a photo of the Barred Owl, looking at me, just in case you didn't believe me.
As usual the oil painting, on an 11x14 canvas, is for sale, and if you are interested you can reach me at
hazelspleinair@gmail.com
A beautiful painting - Love the composition!
ReplyDelete—Charles