This painting is based loosely on a lesson in learning how to paint winter snow. Although I'm not the biggest fan of snow, it has always played a huge role in my natural surroundings living here in the northwestern part of Wisconsin. Somehow this painting reminds me of my late father who was known for saying that he loved those cold, winter nights where the air was so quiet he could walk around outside and hear the snow crunch under his boots.. and so I imagine him walking the trail to this cabin and resting there. This painting was done with acrylic paints on a 14x11 gallery wrapped canvas and it is not for sale.
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