Coffee cup in hand, visor down, morning talk on the AM, I make my way to a meeting. I think of my son and his trips every morning to and fro in traffic... Soon he gets to leave all this as a memory as he gathers his family and heads into a more peaceful way of life... Good for him.. I'm gonna miss him, but, it will give me a really good reason to go back East to give and get a hug.... Original oil painting on Birch panel, mounted on a varnished wooden box:
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2 comments:
Gerald, I like how you simplfied the dark shape of the buildings to set off that brilliant sky. Great!
Pat
Pat, thanks once again.. I really like working out those shapes and making the glare work..
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