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ArtistThe New Year waits, breathes, waits, whispers in darkness, While the labourer kicks off a muddy boot and stretches his hand to the fire, The New Year waits, destiny waits for the coming. Who has stretched out his hand to the fire and remembered the Saints at All Hallows,
Oil on canvas painting of a young man with dark, wavy hair and a strong jawline, wearing a dark brown jacket and matching trousers, crouching beside a small campfire in a rural landscape at twilight. The man has his hands extended toward the flames, warming them. A large tree with a few remaining autumn leaves stands to the left, while a rolling green countryside with scattered farmhouses and distant hills stretches out in the background under a dramatic sky filled with dark clouds and a sliver of a crescent moon. The fire casts a warm, orange glow on the man's face, hands, and clothing.
