New: “Westwoods”

My neighbor’s farm sits across a meadow and stone wall, on a slope that descends to a treeline that marks the line between woods and the farm’s meadows. As the sun sets, its light streams through the trees and casts long shadows across the meadow and onto the west side of the barn. It gives the scene a zebra-like sense, where the shadows paint the contours of the land, and then abruptly climb the vertical of the structure. It’s amazing how this one place can look so different at different times of day. Soft and hazy in the morning, and bright, bold and dramatic in late afternoon. “Westwoods” 24 x 30