After living my entire life in the south, I finally experienced autumn in a northern climate. Witnessing a true change of seasons, I was totally captivated by the brilliantly colored leaves on the trees, and soon after, the spectacle of them falling all around us. I couldn't stop collecting them, and for about two months I made a little painting of various leaf shapes every day.
They ended up being part of a larger installation of sixty paintings entitled, "When Trees Lose Their Leaves, Do They Miss Them? This set of notecards is a small sampling.
Individually, these moments of attention evoke a melancholy that comes with age and the acknowledgement of our ephemeral existence. Collectively, they remind us of the brilliant designs in nature and the wisdom of diversity.
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