Acrylic on paper, 18″x24″

I had a farm once called Cliff Mills Farm. Supposedly, there were some cliffs up behind the house so I set out one late September day to find them. I headed straight for the top of the mountain figuring they would be there, but after a good search, they were not to be found. I headed along the ridge anyway, and I had a great view above the cliffs, though I didn’t know the cliffs were below me until I started down the mountain.

Unframed.

Original Painting


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