Traveling on the 91 one late rainy afternoon. Traffic slowing to a crawl, the glare of headlights, taillights, on and off brake-lights mixed with the pitter-patter background noise of it raining again. Something in the back of my mind starts it's way up to full consciousness and.... a new painting comes to be...
This oil painting is on board mounted to a 8x6" wooden box:
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