River Side View

This landscape distills autumn into a quiet crescendo of color, where rusts, ochres, and embered reds dissolve into a cool, misted foreground like memory settling over water. A single dark trunk cuts diagonally through the scene, an anchoring gesture that turns the view into a felt experience—part threshold, part interruption—while the pale, skeletal trees glow as if lit from within. The granular, stippled surface softens edges and compresses depth, making the hillside read less as topography than as atmosphere, a meditation on transience and the brief radiance before winter hush.