Winter is coming close yet we wade through the autumn and the eve of thanksgiving and its welcoming banquet. However, we have a small snowy night where a lone woman in festivities is left to herself all alone.

Is she a spirit of the season, a serene lonely woman of the gentle frost, or a mere admirer of the falling curtain of white that washes away the old to make way for the new? Here..we let you decide.

As for me...it's simply another practice with paint tool sai and its generous serenity with helping out on backgrounds. But I think the picture should speak for me itself on how I felt when I did this.

Noel:  Julio