Oil on Canvas
24" x 36"
As the days wane, the night close in and the trees don their vibrant hues, a chill creeps into the air. Not the bite of wintry blusters , but just a nip to let us know a new season is at hand.
Autumn, the end of the beginning. I feel the cold wind blow against me, picking up the golden orange leaves from the ground, It was a brisk fall day, the perfect day for an Autumn walk. The clouds scuttled across the sky, the sun breaking out from the bushes and branches of trees.
The artist's pallet was never so rich, more colors than imagining inspire. Their full of nature's is Autumnal fire.
Hello, my name is Sanwal Ammar. I'm a 29 year old self-employed from Rawalpindi Pakistn.
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