November in Portland's suburbs

in the beginning of reading Bohumil Hrabal. connections to chekhov, writing as a miniaturist (my own interpretation) where one detail (or like Hemingway, Tolstoy, Turgenev, Harry Potter) tells all.

This is a painting of Powell Butte in Gresham, Oregon. Hopefully compelling.

posts will being to make more sense shortly. Probably.

Acrylic on 30x40 paper