How many leaves do you have to see before you realize how much beauty is packed into each one, in color and form, change, movement and purpose? And how about just the slap-it-on-the-scanner two dimensional shape! I remember pressing leaves between sheets of wax paper when I was a kid. I wonder what happened to those old files. Can’t help but think of Matisse every time I see these white oak leaves.
We stopped out at the Mercer Gallery at MCC to see Jim Mott’s show. His tiny paintings, most smaller than ten inches at their longest, are beautiful in person but especially so when they aren’t behind glass. They look really good online too and you can order prints for Christmas gifts.
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good leaf arrangement.
Dont know if you did this too…
The old Crayola crayon boxes had crayon sharpeners built into them. We used to sharpen a few colors, then drop the colored wax shavings onto the wax paper with the leaves, before ironing it.
I think we wrapped presents with them. Can’t imagine having that much spare time now.