Winter Bliss

Oil painting on panel 36” w x 27” h The bliss of these Japanese Cranes illuminates through the subdued sky and blanket of snow beneath. A reminder that every season has its own individual appeal and promise of unique moments of beauty. Excerpt from “White Eyes” by Mary Oliver . . I don’t know the name of this bird,     I only imagine his glittering beak          tucked in a white wing              while the clouds— which he has summoned     from the north—          which he has taught              to be mild, and silent— thicken, and begin to fall     into the world below          like stars, or the feathers                of some unimaginable bird that loves us,     that is asleep now, and silent—          that has turned itself              into snow.