The century-old window came with plenty of character.
This section of my 100-year-old dining room window hadn’t been opened in the 25 years that I’ve lived in the house for fear that it might not close properly or the glass would fall and break or something like that. It became a ledge for my collection of colored glass and conveniently had a brass fixture attached so that I could hang a glass planter from it. With the original dark mahogany shellac finish, this oak window had a crackled surface that absorbed light quite nicely. On crisp winter mornings, the sunlight would outline glass and plants and lace curtains in wonderful ways. Even my neighbor’s equally-aged brick wall took on interesting textures and colors through the window’s wavy glass.
The old window was replaced with a new one a few months ago. It’s a nice window too—the view actually increased in size and the glass is clean and clearer. We were able to keep much of the dark wood trim, so the window still has remnants of personality from before, but of course it’s not the same. Even so, painting this scene from two winters ago makes sense because I am waiting for a true Spring to kick in and knock me over with color and fragrance. There have been hints of cherry trees and magnolias so all is not lost—even though snow is forecast for tomorrow.
Arches cold press, 300 lb, 21.5″ x 14.25″