A field of dunes is a landscape broken down to the smallest pixel.
Wind deteriorates the hardest rocks, pummels them into soft shapes
that seem almost human, vulnerable.
Mountains shed minerals, gravel and pumice.
Out of billions of granules, the wind creates studies in chiaroscuro,
showing the moonlike way light bends toward darkness,
as if darkness were a caress.
all work 7.5" x 8.5" watercolor on handmade Spirituali paper
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Western Trilogy II