Acrylic and 23 Karat gold leaf on canvas

H 80 x W 54 cm 

In that distant beginning of the season, the sun’s warm magic flowed all over the hazed land. There is a brief period of twilight of which I am especially fond, little more than a moment, when I see what seems to be color without light, followed by another brief period of light without color.

Like a dawn of night.