This is the 10th in a series of square paintings I'm doing based on a single square mile north of my town.
I am fairly inspired by greys. Look closely and you'll actually see a universe of color in the subdued hues of green, blues, violets and yellows in the trees and shrubs and grasses in fields nearby. I prefer to think of grey less as a lack of light as it is an allowing of subtlety to rise unencumbered from the wash of the sun. There's alot of loveliness in the shadows.
Speaking of shadows...
It is said that behind every successful person, there is another soul standing behind them. It's a good day to honor Handsome Husband. Today he calmly peeled me off the ceiling after I got tangled up trying to keep too many plates spinning. (I know it's a slightly mixed metaphor, but if you had been here, you'd understand.) Everyone needs a cheerleader, that one person who helps them believe they can do anything. I've got mine, and I'm very, very grateful.
Who's in your shadow, and do they know you know they're there?