On our way down to Rockport and all along the Thousand Island Parkway.... things have begun to change quickly... and colour now has begun to replace the deeper summer greens. Even the air is changed, as the leaves and field vegetation emit a pleasantly acrid odor that for "Me"... signals that Autumn has arrived.
Geese are now gathering in larger flocks and fly about in training flights preparing "new wings" and new primary feathers for the long migration haul toward southern wintering grounds. With corn and grain crops already harvested... they spend most of the rest of their time on the water... "tipping up" and feeding upon the aquatic energy-rich vegetation that is available to them now because of the annual the low water levels.
It is a magical show to watch... and be a part of... one that never fails to inspire and entertain me. One can never be a part of this wonderful natural drama... in a studio. It is a side dish... at no cost to the plein air painter. Others of my kind... like Phil Chadwick, David Kay and Poul Thrane will understand what I am getting at. We have spent many hours together sharing the magic of this brief part of the year... and I am grateful for their company...a reason for genuine..."Thanksgiving."
The painting posted this morning is small... but its large spiritual context is unmistaken. I think it wholly captures my deep and abiding spiritual connection to The St Lawrence River... Rockport... painting... and my deeply rooted connection to the peace and sanctity of the natural world that "I" am blessed to be a part of. I hope that you enjoy it too.
Good Painting... and Happy Autumn to ALL!
