As I reminisce about my childhood, one of my cherished memories is that of the enchantment of autumn. Our garden was graced by a majestic peepal tree, its sprawling branches showering us with cascades of dry leaves. I can still remember us kids trying to catch these as they fell.
Amidst this memory stands a field of wild grass, its golden hue reminiscent of the African savannah. I recall watching zebras on television, gracefully grazing in fields that mirrored this very color palette. Though I have never seen a zebra in person, they found a place in my imagination.
In this painting, I have woven together these fragments of memory and imagination. The canvas comes alive with the essence of autumn, where the playful dance of falling leaves meets the serene majesty of imagined zebras grazing peacefully in a distant field.
Medium: Acrylic on canvas, Size: 18 in × 24 in
