Cotton Candy Creek | Original

The glow of pink as the sun set during this painting session reminded me of cotton candy drifting through the sky. The creek was drifting lazily towards me, cicadas making a whirring song in the brush.

It was a hot, humid, July day when set up my painting supplies in front of this scene. The cicadas and crickets began singing louder as the sun began to set, and the very slight movement of air was so warm it felt like a summer hug. 

This is an original oil painting, finished in a custom frame.