I’m drawn to Texas’ plentiful wild grasses. Watching the wind weave patterns through them and the gentle swaying provide me with a much needed calm. The rustling of the seed pods as they dance in the wind is mesmerizing. I wish I could have captured their sound in my painting.
The grasses reminded of the ocean. Great waves roll across the fields while seed heads catch the sun and glow like breaking spray. The last is what I tried to capture in this piece. I usually don’t paint with this limited a palette, but the subject called for it.
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