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Thursday, February 3, 2011

Mist

 I came across this valley in my dream? An abandoned shack torn by snowy wind standing amongst the mist...mysterious and haunted. The valley behind covered with thick fog and the conifers standing tall like sentinels...oof...seems I'm getting too poetic. Painting this picture in watercolor was a tedious job..I tried repeatedly to come up with this. Hats off to the photographer whose picture I referred to...