Traces: My Mother Disappears into the Past Wild Iris Ridge, Eugene, Oregon

I was out hiking in the rain yesterday. I love how the fine rain fades into a mist and softly obscures the road ahead. I was thinking about Mom and how she always joined us for the holiday season for the last many years. I thought I would feel relieved to have the season to ourselves for once, but that isn’t actually what I feel. I was having these thoughts along this hike, and it suddenly occurred to me that this photo really reflects that mood of her disappearing into the past.
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Cost is the price of production, shipping, handling and a flat fee of $200.
This piece will beat the Emerald Art Center during the month of December 2021 as part of my Featured Artist of the Month portfolio called “My Name is Journey.”