2006-08-17
recalling winter
This representational landscape isn't mine. It was painted by Terry Redlin. I'm posting it in part because a bowhunter in Wyoming noted he'd obtained a copy of the work as a mural only to find out, when he'd gotten it home, it was approximately a meter [39"] too long for the space he wanted to place it.
I went and cropped the image in Photoshop and noted that it might look like what you see here.
The image, as described by its maker, Redlin, is a "...peaceful winter evening, a 1930 vintage sedan with headlights ablaze has finally reached its destination. The occupants will be visiting with old friends in the cabin. Nestled on the bluff the deer quietly watch, both part of and apart from the whole experience."
It also represents a bit of a break from what I usually post and a cool reminder of what we have to look forward to this winter. It further reminded me that I have to get to work cutting the vast assortment of tree limbs and trunks on my back lot down to a size that the mechanical splitter will be able to take when I go to cut it up for cordwood.
One's work is never finished when you heat with wood. ¶ 01:54
This representational landscape isn't mine. It was painted by Terry Redlin. I'm posting it in part because a bowhunter in Wyoming noted he'd obtained a copy of the work as a mural only to find out, when he'd gotten it home, it was approximately a meter [39"] too long for the space he wanted to place it.I went and cropped the image in Photoshop and noted that it might look like what you see here.
The image, as described by its maker, Redlin, is a "...peaceful winter evening, a 1930 vintage sedan with headlights ablaze has finally reached its destination. The occupants will be visiting with old friends in the cabin. Nestled on the bluff the deer quietly watch, both part of and apart from the whole experience."
It also represents a bit of a break from what I usually post and a cool reminder of what we have to look forward to this winter. It further reminded me that I have to get to work cutting the vast assortment of tree limbs and trunks on my back lot down to a size that the mechanical splitter will be able to take when I go to cut it up for cordwood.
One's work is never finished when you heat with wood. ¶ 01:54
