November Morning

November Morning

Oil on Canvas

45cm x 35cm or 17in x 13in.

The slow, cold thickened river moves past carrying a leaves like little boats.  Curlew calls echo round the winter woods, falling down onto the water like mournful liquid sound.  A morning breeze scribbles ruffled lines on the surface, meaning nothing but time passing.  Reflections show other worlds, limped forests  upside-down, mingling with the underwater forest of waving weed, so clear through the darkly mirrored water.

Tonight it is the opening night of the Christmas show at Beside The Wave in Falmouth so I shall get on me glad rags and go and see what my pictures look like framed and in good company.  Visit their web site here if you want to browse or buy.