Nothing Gold Can Stay

Acrylic on Canvas

Using autumnal colors this painting refers to the line in the Robert Frost’s eponymous poem:
Nothing Gold Can Stay
BY ROBERT FROST
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.