No bling. No quinacridone fanfare signalling the end of the day.
A quiet goodbye, a door shut but not latched. A whisper and an ending with edges fuzzed and a light fading like the slowest dimmer switch.
|12 x 12|
|24 x 24, pastel on sanded paper|
|24 x 24, watercolor and pastel on Wallis Museum|
|Fog, 48 x 48 pastel on prepared panel|
|48 x 48 panel prepared for pastel with gesso, acrylic, pumice|
|24 x 30, pastel on recycled Wallis|