The parking lot behind my studio on a foggy, snowy evening (last year), and also a sort of homage to Isaak Levitan. I believe, along with Levitan, that what matters in landscape is not entirely what is there, but rather what you think/feel about it. Practically anything can be beautiful, however humble or prosaic it is, provided you see it as such. After all, it's all sort of a miracle, isn't it?
...what a cool painting, Nick...serene as hell, if one can conceive of hell as being serene....
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Thanks, Mike! I've always thought of Hell as full of the wailing and gnashing of teeth, which is neck and neck with the hosannas and alleluias of Heaven in the race to induce the worst katzenjammer. Give me Sheol or give me...well....
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