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Saturday, February 28, 2015

Moon and the Manzanos cabin

Moon over the Manzanos, 14" by 11" watercolor, 140# d'Arches
 Solitude allows you to see things, and this painting came to me recently in one of my quiet times. One of Dad's masterpieces, an oil painting of sunflowers and the Manzano Mountains near our old cabin southeast of Albuquerque, New Mexico,  hangs over our fireplace mantel.
A smaller winter scene of his is also in the living room.
I've noticed that these mountains keep appearing in several of my  paintings. They're not the tallest nor most dramatic in New Mexico nor my life, but they certainly, along with the paintings, have influenced me and seem to be in my consciousness.
I saw them in the moonlight, in the snow, with a cabin, in my head.
One of Dad's paintings

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