My father once told me, "you cannot show an Irishman a hill without him wanting to see the other side." I have come to understand the truth of this saying. Driving home from work I would often glimpse these grain silos, literally across the highway and through the woods. Finding them (and then painting them) became a goal. This is one of those spots that I might have to come back to in different seasons,especially in winter.
Watercolor 11 x 8.5 on heavy weight paper 270 gsm
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