I reach the summit after a long upward hike and I am greeted there by a whimsical figuer of a tree performing a dance perched upon her rocky clift. The songs of robins and a cello-throated dove make fitting music for pliez and turns, and arabesques.
Mixed media includes encaustic, oils, pigmented shellac, pastels. Framed in black floater frame.
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