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📝ONGO's Reflection

This painting holds autumn hills dyed with turning leaves. It came from the mood of Chinese landscape, yet the feeling that wells up before an autumn mountain is much the same anywhere. I see here that the most ripened color is at once the color of waning. The autumn hill is most splendid just before it sheds its leaves. The very moment the color reaches its height, the end is already near. Yet that fact does not make autumn only sorrowful. Because the end is known, the color is the deeper. When we accept that ripeness and waning are one, autumn becomes not sorrow but fullness.