Early Summer

Another painting from my imagination. It's actually a highly simplified copy of a painting I did years ago for my mother of a Danish landscape (my mother is Danish). In May, they plant a crop called Rape (I don't know the english word for it)...and the fields are full of alternating yellow and green.

Perhaps I painted it because this time of year always reminds me of the Robert Frost poem;

Nothing Gold Can Stay:

Nature’s first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf’s a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf,

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day

Nothing gold can stay.

This painting is approximately 10" x 15", Oil on Paper.