wish i could paint u a picture of the sky this evening; sat on this balcony in this place of grey hills.
and out to my right, a grey plateau hides half the vision; but behind are two tall tree tops, silhouetted, bending forth in the fresh wind.
and beyond…
the clouds streak across the same horizontal line in vibrant faber – peachy, underbellies against a backdrop of the palest blue;
sun has already sunk low.
i lift my eyes and see the mottled cotton wool in darker shades of blue, sun’s rays not quite reaching this far.
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I totally get this. Visualization of your description is so good for me and for all those who paint. Thank you.
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