6″ x 8″
Robins have been gathering in our yard, dozens at a time, freaked by the ice, picking around frantic for food (not unlike everybody emptying the shelves at Kroger). At the top and side of this painting, I was going for the in-between light that works so well in the snow; the twilight that presses lavender in for shadows.
The idiomatic French phrase “entre chien et loup” captures it – when the light is such that you can’t tell a dog from a wolf – when the senses flicker and fail and things get unsettling.