It was the type of morning that is so quite you can hear the fog as it moves slowly past. The trees stood tall, motionless as they were caressed by the mist. Never had I felt so alone, yet I find comfort in the stillness and comfort Alone with the Mist.
Alone with the Mist is oil on stretched canvas. It is 11 x 14 inches, gallery wrapped, wired and ready to hang.
oils on canvas