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Summer, Goodbye.

I completed the trumpet creeper painting.

Summer, my favorite season, suddenly disappeared.

A sense of regret, like a guest who left without a proper goodbye, floats in the cold air.

How many stories and emotions will pass through me until summer returns? What kind of person will I be shaped into by next summer?

I hope to be more generous and clear-minded than I am now.

Coinciding with summer’s farewell, I completed the trumpet creeper painting I had been working on.

#TrumpetCreeper #OilPastel #PastelDrawing

Records from along the way -

The trumpet creeper by the roadside that became the model for this painting…

My beloved summer, goodbye 🧡