I am doing a favorite thing again . . . sharing a little art with you.
I painted this one morning and then, the next day, in late afternoon.
I was a mix of melancholy and hope. I was space staring and glittery eyes.You know that far off look? I had it.
These two new paintings whirled up from depths of sea side sitting and skinny dips, cresting waves and pulling tides. It came from beginning or ending, which one I can't remember now. It is a straight line going curvy and dark skies becoming light. It is Seventeen, Eighteen and counting...
Seventeen and Eighteen, New work in a 2009 - 2010 painting study on connection 
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