From where I stood there was only light and color.
If summer is all about the greens then winter is surely about the blues. All it takes for me to be content is a sunny day, a large body of water and some fresh snow. Here’s the glistening lake near the skating rink in Prospect Park, with all the makings of a happy scene to paint. I love how there’s always a lot of color out there waiting to be discovered, even in the dead of winter.
“We walk to lakes to see our serenity reflected in them.”—Thoreau
Arches cold press, 400 lb, 21.5″ x 11.5″