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Leaves are poetry, their colors hidden by chlorophyll until the cooler days reveal their abstract pigments. I copied several Autumn poems from the 1800's in pen and ink as a background and painted the leaves lying on the yellowed "parchment". As I painted, some imperfection in the paper revealed white streaks dripping through the leaves—I emphasized this as an ode to the rains of Autumn that shake them loose.

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