Don't know if this was done plein air but it has all the virtues of a good plein air piece. It's crisp, fresh with such a spontaneous, immediate feeling about it. Makes me feel as though I'm there with you in the snow.
Dear Julian,
I can smell wood smoke and pine resin, feel the coolness in the blue shadows and taste the snow! Just a mild case of "intoxication" caused by getting lost in the painting!
P.S. I am very disappointed that Alain, our
surrealist poet,have decided to give up
commenting. We need more Alains in this crass world.Could he be persuaded to return at some point?
Anna.
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