Rose Freymuth-Frazier probably made this painting, Blue Moon, with oil paint in her studio, en plein air, or from memory, who knows? I imagine her dabbing little marks and strokes onto the canvas, building up the image bit by bit. The paint looks kind of thin, not too gloppy, which lets the colors blend softly. I see the moon in the background and wonder if she was pondering the cycles of the natural world. What if she thought about the moon's effect on water, and the painting became a metaphor for the flow of ideas, or emotions? I notice the orange-brown trees against the muted blue sky and the way they reflect in the water – it's like a visual echo, a conversation between the earth and sky. It reminds me of Corot, maybe, but with a contemporary twist. It’s as though Freymuth-Frazier is adding her voice to a long, beautiful discussion.
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