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Fall in Southern Maine

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Recent days have been amazing. I have no words to describe the immense display of colors nature has been expressing. My camera can not reach to the heights of wonderment that apparently can only be seen by one’s eyes. My humble paint brush, no matter how charged— cannot convey what is before me, in the woods, with French easel and over zealous ambition.

To share the awesome colors of fall

It is beyond me to just let it lie, unnoticed. So I go out with paint, canvas and brush and try to mix some semblance of what I am seeing, convincing myself that I can do it. As I paint a warm feeling of love for nature overcomes me and I don’t feel that any of this is important, that I will just respond to the love of nature that I feel, and everything will be OK.

To show the amazing colors of fall foliage

Soon the colors will all be on the ground, composting into a nutritious meal for next year’s vegetation. As the days become cooler, there will be only trunks and branches of dark shades, stark against the late fall and winter cold gray sky. So I am working in earnest and won’t give up on the idea of capturing the beauty of fall that is all around me, today.

To convey the beauty of fall

Josias River

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Yesterday afternoon, during a break from drawing, I walked down to the Josias River, that is in my backyard. The river flows straight to Ogunquit and into Perkins Cove and then the Atlantic Ocean. This time of year the river is characteristically low compared to the spring. I cannot quite walk across to the other side without getting my shoes wet. The best way to cross would be to take my shoes off and feel the cool water on my feet. At the deepest places it is only up to my knees.

Woods Drawing, Stick, Pen, Brush and Ink on Paper, 6″x8″

Here are a few photos that show the sparkling quality of light down there.

The river is such a magical display of nature. Always sharing a deep maternal aspect of something that I cannot easily express. Certainly photos can help by when all of the senses are converging it becomes all the more amazing.

Musings by Kevin S. Freeman

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Thanks for arriving here!

I was born in 1960. My home has been in Cape Neddick, Maine for my entire life. My childhood involved lots of time in the woods, playing with the neighborhood kids, exploring and hunting. My father introduced me to the wonder of nature very early in my life and he cultivated that love, giving me a deep appreciation of the benefits of being in the woods.

When I was about 8 years old, I was swinging on the playground swings at the York Beach Grammar School, where I attended grades 3,4,6,6. After recess, our teacher instructed us to draw something, anything. I recalled a grove of birch trees that I had just been swinging among. I proceeded to draw the birch trees and was astounded that I could create something that felt so much like what I had just seen. I was already hooked on art but this was a new moment of creativity for me, and I was so excited.