The hearth's terracotta tiles bask in the glow of the crackling fire....cold brisk nights have arrived.
Pussycat and dog curled up beside me as I read my new book, couldn't ask for more for this is probably one of their favourite times to enjoy with the coming of Fall.
Silence is golden , literally, for the glow of the setting sun hits the living-room windows and casts it's warmth and shadows on the newly painted white walls of the room. Suddenly the silence breaks, an owl's hooting is over heard the popping hot ambers of the fire.
With Fall and Halloween fast approaching I was inspired to do this wood-burning / painting of an owl sitting on a branch of a very, very old tree, half living half fallen , looking out into the slowly disappearing warm setting sun.
The burl wood piece I bought at a thrift store which had been painted on previously of which I sanded off the image.
After examining the wood I decided it looked so much like a tree from the back side and that it would accommodate perfectly the limbs and roots of a tree. Not only that, but it also reminded me of how a tree in nature, sometimes in it's splendid remnants of decaying grandeur tells a story of a storm, disease or simply old age embracing it's life.
Even though a part of this tree's life has departed a living part remains and flourishes.....Life is eternal?
Visit the artists partaking in Paint Party Friday, hosted by Eva and Kristin and Please do remember to come back for my giveaway blog party this coming October. I will be giving away a software program worth $80 along with a little something I created.
Here is a little Owl video from youtube I discovered.....Beautiful....Adore Owls!
Here is a little Owl video from youtube I discovered.....Beautiful....Adore Owls!
