The winter sun hangs low over a snow-covered field, too weak to melt anything — and all the more beautiful for it.

The sky fades from pale lavender through peach to soft gold around the small white sun, while bare trees gather at the right and a line of dry reeds crosses the horizon. In the foreground, tall winter grasses poke through the snow, their thin shadows and stems drawn with a few spare strokes.

Painted in watercolor with delicate, transparent washes, this work captures the quietest hour of a winter day: cold, luminous, and completely still.

Size: 22 x 15 inches, watercolor on paper, 2026.