WHITE PINE MEMORIES, STUDY
This painting brought many memories flooding back. As I have said before, I love trees, especially white pines. They have the softest, longest needles of all the pines, and I love the smell of them. I also love hearing the wind blow through them.
As a little girl, I recall playing in the stand of white pines that my father planted on a hillside to help with erosion control. It felt like my special place and I wonder after all these years if they are still standing. The inspiration for this painting is from a photo I took while hiking at High Banks metro park. I had to kind of bushwhack to get close to these trees, but it was worth it. I got this photo in the late afternoon while the sun was low and the highlights on the trees were so interesting I had to do this study. I think it will be the start of a larger work.