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Standing on Falls Bridge looking south, the Housatonic River flows through a narrow gorge down past Lover's Leap. Now, in mid-May, most of the trees have leaves again, some still not fully formed. The vast array of greens tinted with yellow and ochre are a shocking change from the previous six months barren hillsides of russet, sienna and gray. There is a softness to the landscape now. My eyes caress the hillsides like a giant's hand, brushing the contours. The trees are like moss, soft, green, pliant, and rain thirsty.
- Nancy Boudreau
acrylic painting on gessoed mat board, approximately 5" x 7"
signed, dated and comments on the back
Standing on Falls Bridge looking south, the Housatonic River flows through a narrow gorge down past Lover's Leap. Now, in mid-May, most of the trees have leaves again, some still not fully formed. The vast array of greens tinted with yellow and ochre are a shocking change from the previous six months barren hillsides of russet, sienna and gray. There is a softness to the landscape now. My eyes caress the hillsides like a giant's hand, brushing the contours. The trees are like moss, soft, green, pliant, and rain thirsty.
- Nancy Boudreau
acrylic painting on gessoed mat board, approximately 5" x 7"
signed, dated and comments on the back
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