Sunset at the Brook




This scene is from a combination of memory and photo reference. I remember standing on a small bridge over the brook. I was trying to get a better view of a waterfall. I turned my back to the waterfall and I saw this scene stretching out in front of me. The brook twisted and turned through the forest. The only sounds were the gurgling of the water as it slowly moved away from me and the rustling of the leaves in the gentle breeze. Richard and I were the only people there. What a memory!

Dimensions: 20 x 26

Medium: watercolor