
A week later in the evening, I asked for permission from the person I thought was the owner. He told me it wasn't his anymore but I was welcomed to park on his property. An hour later, when I was finishing the painting, he came out and told me that his family had owned the fields, and the name Griffin was his family name. I always think that a painting has more meaning when you learn a little bit about the place.
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This has a really nice sense of depth to it. And I love the colours in the wheat field.
It's funny how things stand out for you to notice sometimes after years of driving/walking past - and hey, there it is, just waiting for you to notice it.
I love wheat fields and you have done such a great job with this one, Adriana! Gorgeous, glowing color and a beautiful background too.
Elaine and Donna,
Thank you for visiting and commenting. Not long after I had painted it, the wheat was cut. A friend recently told me there are hay bales now! If only the weather would cooperate...
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