Left alone, the forest floor develops all manner of supportive life - light filters down and around on a perfectly sunny day.
I was drawn by the colours in the range of lights filtered by the leafy ceiling. I chose acrylic paint because of it's utterly clean end-result, and I avoided actual "drawing" - instead I moved the brush from light shape to light shape, letting the spots of colour tell the story, the details kinda took care of themselves without being overstated.
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