The path to the meadows at Wunderlich Park is so quiet... it's as if I'd entered a different world. The oak trees with their velvet black trunks surround the path and offer a thick, lush canopy of leaves overhead, with just a touch of sunlight kissing the leaves here and there. I cannot hear anything but the birds singing and an occasional small forest creature moving about. This place is one of my favorite places to take a quiet walk in Woodside and capture photos of all its charms for creating paintings. This piece took a little under a year to decide it was finally finished and that I was happy with it. It is created on archival cradled wood and is varnished and ready to display.
The path to the meadows at Wunderlich Park is so quiet... it's as if I'd entered a different world. The oak trees with their velvet black trunks surround the path and offer a thick, lush canopy of leaves overhead, with just a touch of sunlight kissing the leaves here and there. I cannot hear anything but the birds singing and an occasional small forest creature moving about. This place is one of my favorite places to take a quiet walk in Woodside and capture photos of all its charms for creating paintings. This piece took a little under a year to decide it was finally finished and that I was happy with it. It is created on archival cradled wood and is varnished and ready to display.