August Nights
Original mixed media painting on gallery wrapped cotton canvas by Susie Bettenhausen. Sides painted white. Painting sold unframed - framed photos are for reference only. 48" x 60" x 1.75". On display at Susie’s studio and gallery in Grayton Beach, Florida.
It was August - a very balmy late summer evening after a south Florida rain storm - the time of day when everything is bathed in a warm golden glow. The air was thick and the steam hid the far side of the yard. It felt as though I could cut through it with a knife as I walked down to the dock. The only thing breaking the stillness was the rhythmic water drip off the mangroves and an occasional shore bird that would take flight. These are August Nights…
Original mixed media painting on gallery wrapped cotton canvas by Susie Bettenhausen. Sides painted white. Painting sold unframed - framed photos are for reference only. 48" x 60" x 1.75". On display at Susie’s studio and gallery in Grayton Beach, Florida.
It was August - a very balmy late summer evening after a south Florida rain storm - the time of day when everything is bathed in a warm golden glow. The air was thick and the steam hid the far side of the yard. It felt as though I could cut through it with a knife as I walked down to the dock. The only thing breaking the stillness was the rhythmic water drip off the mangroves and an occasional shore bird that would take flight. These are August Nights…
Original mixed media painting on gallery wrapped cotton canvas by Susie Bettenhausen. Sides painted white. Painting sold unframed - framed photos are for reference only. 48" x 60" x 1.75". On display at Susie’s studio and gallery in Grayton Beach, Florida.
It was August - a very balmy late summer evening after a south Florida rain storm - the time of day when everything is bathed in a warm golden glow. The air was thick and the steam hid the far side of the yard. It felt as though I could cut through it with a knife as I walked down to the dock. The only thing breaking the stillness was the rhythmic water drip off the mangroves and an occasional shore bird that would take flight. These are August Nights…