‘Anyone who has seen snow…

Snow fall, snow drift, snow flurry, snow fly,

Knows that it is not actually white

Nor is it blue, or lavender, or pink, or gray

It is the carrier of sunshine and distant stars

Of moonlit nights, and moonless nights, and Milky Ways

A perfect crystalline display of all of the lights of the universe

Spinning and falling and fleeting and gone’

-Lisa Butters

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Embracing the change from one season to the next, this is an imagined mountain scene where winter’s long, cold embrace is warmed by the first light of spring.

14 inches x 11 inches

acrylic on salvaged canvas

2021

*unframed