I woke up this morning, surprised to find that we’re on the brink of October. For me the world feels like October for at least three weeks now. Jay! I like this time of the year. I really do. Chestnuts and pumpkins, the last flowers, cobwebs and the light, oh the light so golden! I like the cold mornings turning into warm days, the constant smell of fog.
My September paintings seem to echo this. But somehow they’re not as golden as I would have them. There’s a lot of black and white going on.
There’s still to few of them.
Still the wedding, I told you.
I’m attempting for better.
Anyway, that’s my pick for the month.
Do you like it?
Would you have picked something different?