4” x 4” in 9.5” x 9.5” frame
acrylic, hand-cut paper, and ink on canvas board, framed
2021
When a poem by Emily Brontë gives you the right words…
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
Original shown and sold in the juried Think Small exhibition at Lawrence Street Gallery December 1 – 23, 2021