Flying Bird Painting Monet It feels right in a

It feels right in a panelled library

almost meditative depth that draws the eye into the night

the sense of a quiet nocturnal walk where the forest holds its breath

while trailing red blossoms cascade from the trees on either side and a haze of pale forest dissolves into the background

A burst of desert sunshine to greet you each morning

Flying Bird Painting Monet It feels right in aA white stork descends with both wings thrown wide, its black tipped feathers spread to brake the air and its coral red bill and legs glowing against a bright summer sky. Behind it, towering banks of cumulus cloud drift across a clear blue expanse, lit so crisply that every feather and contour reads sharp and true. Below, a patchwork of green fields, hedgerows and low wooded hills rolls toward distant mountains. The photographic clarity holds the bird