milkweed pods

fall

 

The thing about capturing fall is it is so fleeting. From one day to the next the color changes.

 In this spot the sun was hitting the trees so they actually seemed blue.

Is this the begining?

 

I brought these drawings home from a gallery the other day. They are part of a grouping I did from memory after a trip to Taquamenon Falls. There are these areas of river in Michigan's Upper Peninsula where full grown trees stand dead in the water. Mile after mile. So after awhile you see the beauty in dead trees standing. Anyways, when I got them home I realized how similar they are to the work I'm making now. I mean the rugs you see. Everything is all lined up. Rows. So maybe my trip to Morocco added to something that had been brewing all along. I made these in 2011. I thought a lot had changed.