Original artwork description:

This park is near my house. I walk through it practically everyday. I have seen it in every season. This day was colder than a witch's key frozen into the shady side of an iceberg. These three trees, with their punk haircuts, had long since shed their leaves and stood shivering in the sun as it quickly ducked below the horizon, to head off to somewhere warmer like Australia or Brazil. The last of the suns rays just caught the top of the ridge where the trees were standing. The grass was cold. The lake was probably just about to freeze over. A breeze - straight from Siberia - sloshed around. .

Materials used:

acrylics

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