Ever since I’ve lived here I’ve wanted to paint a particular hill that’s a beautiful shade of brown and ochre in the spring and in the fall. Unfortunately there’s not a good place to park or stand. So I was thrilled when the leader of our painting group took us up to a house across the road and above the spot. The morning was quite cloudy with subtle, muted fall colors. There was a great expanse of landscape but I concentrated on just part of the hill. What I loved about the hill besides the colors were the rolling contours which turned out to be more of a challenge than I would have thought. The low key lighting gives the painting something of an antique look. I got down most of what I needed before the sun blasted out of the clouds and changed everything. Cloudy is good, sun is good, but changeable is frustrating!
Soft Hill 11.5 x 13.5 oil on birch panel, unframed $275
