Day was ending and shadows were deepening as the artist walked along a prairie trail. An old song by the Platters drifted through her thoughts. “Heavenly shades of night are falling, it’s twilight time. Out of the mist your voice is calling, it’s twilight time. When purple colored curtains mark the end of day, I’ll hear you, my dear, at twilight time.” Suzanne was painting, but her heart was slow dancing in the ‘50s.
This piece is on gallery wrapped canvas and the painting continues around the sides. It comes varnished, wired, and ready to hang.
When the land changes, Suzanne Massion's paintings will remind you of the way it once was. She drives the back roads through the tall grass prairies and farmland of her native Illinois, stopping to paint en plein air when the moment strikes. She feels like she's in a race to save a disappearing treasure as buildings burn or open space is paved over. Suzanne donates a portion of her sales to fund local land conservation efforts.