Afternoon Air


9×12 oils on canvas paper mounted on wood

“…how I feel autumn’s ache.”
– Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Violet Dickinson written c. September 1907

There is a remarkable time each season when the sun is just beginning to set, summer is coming to an end and you feel the ache and longing of autumn in your bones. This piece is comprised of transitioning blues, oranges, and pinks, to bring you to a moment of serene peace. As seasons change and evolve, so too do we as beings develop and change. This piece is a reminder that regardless of who we are one season, or at one point in our lives, we can turn the page and start a new chapter of our lives.