Nebraska Notch Maple
18 X 24 original acrylic painting on gallery-wrapped canvas.
The beaver meadow along Nebraska Notch trail in Underhill is one of my favorite places. On the way back down from Taylor Lodge we often circumnavigate the up-down section of the Long Trail to skirt along the edge of the meadow. In recent years the meadow has been dry and in the fall the sedges are a whispery soft expanse of openness in the hollow. At the head of the meadow the trail winds around some large boulders studded with mature sugar maples where a small stream enters the expanse. One maple stands out so prominently it demands your attention. I think about how these trees along the trail must bear witness to so much coming and going, be it human or otherwise.
Ships unframed in a generously padded box. If you are local to Vermont you may also opt for “pickup” upon checkout at the Emile Gruppe Gallery in Jericho, VT.
18 X 24 original acrylic painting on gallery-wrapped canvas.
The beaver meadow along Nebraska Notch trail in Underhill is one of my favorite places. On the way back down from Taylor Lodge we often circumnavigate the up-down section of the Long Trail to skirt along the edge of the meadow. In recent years the meadow has been dry and in the fall the sedges are a whispery soft expanse of openness in the hollow. At the head of the meadow the trail winds around some large boulders studded with mature sugar maples where a small stream enters the expanse. One maple stands out so prominently it demands your attention. I think about how these trees along the trail must bear witness to so much coming and going, be it human or otherwise.
Ships unframed in a generously padded box. If you are local to Vermont you may also opt for “pickup” upon checkout at the Emile Gruppe Gallery in Jericho, VT.
18 X 24 original acrylic painting on gallery-wrapped canvas.
The beaver meadow along Nebraska Notch trail in Underhill is one of my favorite places. On the way back down from Taylor Lodge we often circumnavigate the up-down section of the Long Trail to skirt along the edge of the meadow. In recent years the meadow has been dry and in the fall the sedges are a whispery soft expanse of openness in the hollow. At the head of the meadow the trail winds around some large boulders studded with mature sugar maples where a small stream enters the expanse. One maple stands out so prominently it demands your attention. I think about how these trees along the trail must bear witness to so much coming and going, be it human or otherwise.
Ships unframed in a generously padded box. If you are local to Vermont you may also opt for “pickup” upon checkout at the Emile Gruppe Gallery in Jericho, VT.