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Is it Cold Out Here, or is it Me?
I set out to paint the intense, almost startling cold of that winter afternoon—when the air felt crystalline against my skin and the river lay motionless beneath a pale sky. Every shadow carried blue depth, and the silence of snow made the landscape feel suspended in time.
(Original soft pastel on sanded paper)
(Original soft pastel on sanded paper)
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