July 2022
23 × 18 cm
Oil
Wood
landscape
impressionic
Here I am standing, the whole field in front of be, judging cottagers behind me and the clouds above me.
The curtain of clouds was slowly covering the clear blue sky, but then began to tear, since its cloudy fabric could not sustain the strength of the sun, and the rays were pushing outward to the ripples of a ploughed field.