The Grand at Coopersville was painted after our weekly trip to the organic daily farm where we get our milk, cheese and eggs. I always check the river to see if anything exciting is happening and did not have great expectations because the weather was just plain dreary. But I got out there and noticed these beautiful refections and the muted tones in the sky, snow quietly melting into the river. The scene was subdued and strangely calming to me. I hope I have adequately captured the quiet beauty of the moment.
The Grand at Coopersville was painted after our weekly trip to the organic daily farm where we get our milk, cheese and eggs. I always check the river to see if anything exciting is happening and did not have great expectations because the weather was just plain dreary. But I got out there and noticed these beautiful refections and the muted tones in the sky, snow quietly melting into the river. The scene was subdued and strangely calming to me. I hope I have adequately captured the quiet beauty of the moment.