The October Country
October Country . . . that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and mid-nights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain. . . .
Ray Bradbury, The October Country
A new painting, the first one to be completed in 2017. Below is it’s progress from initial pencils, to undercoat.
Later this month I’ll be getting my first prints done, which will be available to buy online. Watch this space for more details.