I still remember seeing a marsh for the first time, during the mystical ‘blue hour,’ when the world is still quiet and the sky is not quite awake. Rather than the usual marigold reflection seen in marsh grass during the day and dusk, it strikes more ominous in the earliest hours. This painting is inspired by the soft, blue glow of a morning marsh and her way of blurring the distant woods and land posed in the distance behind her.
Details: 8×10. Acrylic on Canvas. Unframed. Ready to hang
Framing is optional. If you would like this framed before delivery, please email me upon purchase to discuss framing options.
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I still remember seeing a marsh for the first time, during the mystical ‘blue hour,’ when the world is still quiet and the sky is not quite awake. Rather than the usual marigold reflection seen in marsh grass during the day and dusk, it strikes more ominous in the earliest hours. This painting is inspired by the soft, blue glow of a morning marsh and her way of blurring the distant woods and land posed in the distance behind her.
Details: 8×10. Acrylic on Canvas. Unframed. Ready to hang
Framing is optional. If you would like this framed before delivery, please email me upon purchase to discuss framing options.
Click here to view prints