Autumn is my favorite month. The smells, the colors, the cooler air, the rains. I love it all. If we're lucky, we'll see a raven. I called this painting, October Raven, and I'm so pleased with how it turned out. It has a vibrancy.
In this piece, the leaves long for you to gaze at them. The raven watches. This is a big raven. Nothing escapes this creature's eye.
The rough, growing river does its swelling from the soothing rains. The cool air is healing and fresh. New mysteries come on the wind as the raven begins to whisper his wisdom. I walk down that Autumn road with sweet melancholy in my heart.