«We were sitting in the shade. The sultry atmosphere was faint and heavy; one lifted one's burning face uneasily, seeking a breath of wind; but there was no wind. The sun beat down from blue and darkening skies; right opposite us, on the other bank, was a yellow field of oats, overgrown here and there with wormwood; not one ear of the oats quivered. From time to time, under an overhanging bush, a large fish shot up, bringing bubbles to the surface, and gently sank down to the bottom, leaving a slight ripple behind it. The grasshoppers chirped in the scorched grass; the quail's cry sounded languid and reluctant; hawks sailed smoothly over the meadows, often resting in the same spot, rapidly fluttering their wings and opening their tails into a fan. We sat motionless, overpowered with the heat. » (Sportman's sketchers)
The yellow field
Art by Independent Artists, Drawings, Drawings
60 x 40 cm /
23.6 x 15.7 in
Themes: ArtQuid / Period: Contemporary /
Posted: january 5, 2010 / Modified: november 24, 2011