A chill morning of hot chocolate and ice whispers. It is the time for Jack Frost to skim his freezing fingers across the top of the water, circling them along the edges of puddles and pools to give strength to his creations. Almost transparent feathers on this surface, daggers and diamonds on the next.
Every morning is a new display; for some a beauty to behold. While for others a new crust to be jumped on and crunched under rubber boots.
First in my ice formation series, playing with layers of blues. Water transforming to ice and the colour shift which follows.
Acrylic on paper 5" x 7"
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