December 8th - Day A-Breaking in my Soul
I painted this sunrise while listening to the Wailin Jennys’, “Bright Morning Stars Are Rising”. I loved the lyric. “Day a-breaking in my soul”. There is such a feeling of promise and renewal in the morning light. It rises over the ridge, glows through the trees and warms the lavender field. My soul is revived.
Pastel, 8x10” plus 1” black frame
I painted this sunrise while listening to the Wailin Jennys’, “Bright Morning Stars Are Rising”. I loved the lyric. “Day a-breaking in my soul”. There is such a feeling of promise and renewal in the morning light. It rises over the ridge, glows through the trees and warms the lavender field. My soul is revived.
Pastel, 8x10” plus 1” black frame
I painted this sunrise while listening to the Wailin Jennys’, “Bright Morning Stars Are Rising”. I loved the lyric. “Day a-breaking in my soul”. There is such a feeling of promise and renewal in the morning light. It rises over the ridge, glows through the trees and warms the lavender field. My soul is revived.
Pastel, 8x10” plus 1” black frame