The real voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.- Marcel Proust
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Another painting from imagination -- as you can see, it's a varied landscape. But it is based on what I know and see every day around me. This is very Georgia, early summer -- still green everywhere, but the beginnings of haze obscuring distant trees. As I was painting the trail, I imagined running through this meadow on a warm morning in May.