Description

On the road up to Lac Montriond, there is a little gem of a beech wood. Here the snow still lingers in patches on last year’s orange beech carpet and you can see the lichen on the silvery bark of the slender trunks. The tree trunks behind draw the eye into the wood making us want to follow and walk on the crackling leaves and leave footprints on the patches of last year’s snow. And behind, the sky is of palest spring blue.

Room setting view shows the painting in the size of original artwork