November

100×80
Acrylic on canvas
2012
November is a time for closing down. Insects and amphibians have found their places, hot- blooded animals curve their backs against the weather, look for nuts and the last grass. Nothing grows in November. People expect chaotic, unpredictable, cold and rainy days. All in nature is made ready for rest… Reflecting a little; the seeds of rebirth are all there. One year’s cycle is concluding but even so carries with it all that living life contains and will enjoy in the year to come. November in a way seeks anonymity, it starts nothing and concludes nothing, it is just the weeks after and before…
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Price : November is a time for closing down. Insects and amphibians have found their places, hot- blooded animals curve their backs against the weather, look for nuts and the last grass. Nothing grows in November. People expect chaotic, unpredictable, cold and rainy days. All in nature is made ready for rest… Reflecting a little; the seeds of rebirth are all there. One year’s cycle is concluding but even so carries with it all that living life contains and will enjoy in the year to come. November in a way seeks anonymity, it starts nothing and concludes nothing, it is just the weeks after and before…

November

Medium : Acrylic on canvas
Year Painted : 2012
Dimensions : 100×80
November is a time for closing down. Insects and amphibians have found their places, hot- blooded animals curve their backs against the weather, look for nuts and the last grass. Nothing grows in November. People expect chaotic, unpredictable, cold and rainy days. All in nature is made ready for rest… Reflecting a little; the seeds of rebirth are all there. One year’s cycle is concluding but even so carries with it all that living life contains and will enjoy in the year to come. November in a way seeks anonymity, it starts nothing and concludes nothing, it is just the weeks after and before…