When the Grass Changes

If you ask me what the prairie’s most magical season is, I’d tell you it’s the onset of autumn. The time when the earth burns off an abundance of energy before resting. A grand opus to growth.

And for a glimpse, we are surrounded by that majesty. Tall Indian Grass inked in deep russet. Families of wild turkeys, deer and geese now grown. The crops come in. The storms are mature, not the loud clanking of spring, but soft, confident rains born of time. In autumn, nature reminds us the glorious world is worth celebrating.

This diptych is acrylic with earthen material, including limestone, rainwater, plant ash, charcoal and iron oxidized to rust. The limitless sky invites imagination while the prairie grass below grounds us.