In “Lost Valley,” the creek slips quietly through a hidden fold of the Ozarks of Arkansas, weaving around mossy boulders and fallen logs. The forest presses close—tall trunks rise in layered depth, autumn’s reds and golds mixing with evergreen shadows. Light filters down, touching patches of rock and water with warm highlights, while deeper corners hold cool, muted tones of green and blue.
This piece is about discovery and stillness: walking into a place that feels forgotten, but never truly lost. The creek’s flow and the forest’s hush invite you to pause, to see the textures of stone and leaf, to feel both the weight of the land and the lightness of moment.
