So, here is the start of hopefully posting more than twice a year. I painted this very light painting before I moved to RI…I think my colors might have had some foreshadowing of the snow to come.
You realize how completely small you are and any tiny inkling you had that maybe you had a little control over even a sliver of your life is put in it’s proper place. Which is that you don’t.
Anyway, here is a new painting. finally.
you cannot hold it, it is light, it is lost, it is constant
oil paint and waxes on wood, 30×40
Here’s a new one for the show opening. Two weeks.