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Description
Acrylic on wood panel, app. 14x21 inches. New.

This one began as an exercise, or perhaps I should say a study for a larger work. Recent circumstances nudged it into a life of it's own.
After it was finished I remembered a song by Franz Schubert from his song cycle Die Winterreise (Winter Journey). This song, Der Lindenbaum, seemed to hover comfortably over this piece:

The Linden Tree
by by Wilhelm Müller

At wellside, past the ramparts,
there stands a linden tree.
While sleeping in its shadow,
sweet dreams it sent to me.

And in its bark I chiseled
my messages of love:
My pleasures and my sorrows
were welcomed from above.

Today I had to pass it,
well in the depth of night -
and still, in all the darkness,
my eyes closed to its sight.

Its branches bent and rustled,
as if they called to me:
Come here, come here, companion,
your haven I shall be!

The icy winds were blowing,
straight in my face they ground.
The hat tore off my forehead.
I did not turn around.

Away I walked for hours
whence stands the linden tree,
and still I hear it whisp'ring:
You'll find your peace with me!

---

After I finished it I realized that it reminded be a bit of a little snow scene that hung in the Bunker's house on All In The Family. You could never really make out what that painting was beyond the fact that it was a winter landscape, and the setting was twilight...

Thanks for looking

Description
Acrylic on wood panel, app. 14x21 inches. New.

This one began as an exercise, or perhaps I should say a study for a larger work. Recent circumstances nudged it into a life of it's own.
After it was finished I remembered a song by Franz Schubert from his song cycle Die Winterreise (Winter Journey). This song, Der Lindenbaum, seemed to hover comfortably over this piece:

The Linden Tree
by by Wilhelm Müller

At wellside, past the ramparts,
there stands a linden tree.
While sleeping in its shadow,
sweet dreams it sent to me.

And in its bark I chiseled
my messages of love:
My pleasures and my sorrows
were welcomed from above.

Today I had to pass it,
well in the depth of night -
and still, in all the darkness,
my eyes closed to its sight.

Its branches bent and rustled,
as if they called to me:
Come here, come here, companion,
your haven I shall be!

The icy winds were blowing,
straight in my face they ground.
The hat tore off my forehead.
I did not turn around.

Away I walked for hours
whence stands the linden tree,
and still I hear it whisp'ring:
You'll find your peace with me!

---

After I finished it I realized that it reminded be a bit of a little snow scene that hung in the Bunker's house on All In The Family. You could never really make out what that painting was beyond the fact that it was a winter landscape, and the setting was twilight...

Thanks for looking