Trees & River at Sunset (France)
It had been cold, autumn cold, for over a week. Then suddenly, the weather broke and the sun returned like a long lost friend.
The sun was setting as we left the studio, dumped our stuff and headed down to the lake, eager to break free from the houses and relish the fresh lake air.
As we reached the path, the sun was resting just above the trees. It cast its delicious rays across the water, dancing its way through the trees, occasionally bursting across the path. We walked mostly in the shadows, under the trees, dazzled by the sun, drinking in the glory of an early autumn evening.
We walked up to the bridge and basked in the warmth, like lizards. I knew I was leaving soon. I tried to memorize everything around me, to bring it with me even after I left France. So much of it lives in this painting.