Falling back

 

I don't know what it is about the fall that makes me want to organize my so called life, but I think it might be some instinctual feeling of making sure the nest is in order for the long interior months. So I'm spending some time sorting, cleaning and eliminating clutter. One advantage to that is that I'm finding things stashed away for years, like this oil crayon drawing I did back when the rivers were being moved in Providence. More work from that series can be seen HERE