A bare, gnarled tree stands alone on a low hill; a dirt path winds up from the foreground to its trunk. The land around it is empty and rolling, the grass scorched to ochre and terracotta. Above the tree hangs a heavy, dark sky of cloud, smeared across the paper like charcoal, with thin slivers of light still breaking through. The drawing sits on rough paper with torn edges; hatching and scratches make the whole lively and chaotic, like a sketchbook page finished too hastily.
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