“Now the corn mazes truly are frightening;
bedraggled hulking husks of a sinister thinness,
looming and swaying over the tamped-down paths
littered with their fallen hides —
Ochre’d in the early winter darkness,
they rustle at the unsympathetic winds,
conspiratorial whispers interwoven with the harsh hiss of the season..excerpt..C.Watkins.
I read this intriguing poem years ago and somehow it pops into my head every winter.., inspired by the very vivid image it brought to mind, combined with last week’s fog, I painted this abstract in Watercolour on Arches Not paper…ghostly shapes of the “hulking husks”, “fallen hides” glowing in the foggy dusk…View large for better impact..
Watercolour and Inks on Arches Not Paper