Sometimes a painting is just something ordinary, but seen in a new light. I lived in the midwest for a long time and saw these power lines when I was back for a visit. The poles towered over the landscape and the lines stretched as far as you could see. The evening sun made the clouds dramatic and gave a golden glow to the bare fields.
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Love this Gretchen. It's the simple ways we still connect to each other.
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