Aug 18, 2016


                                                             "THE PARK"
                                                          6x6 oil on panel

It was a clear and cool sunny day.  The bus had just pulled away from the curb throwing up dust and fallen leaves that swirled around my lags.  I turned and looked at this endless field of green and my heart skipped a beat.   I was eight years old when I stepped off that bus and it was my first day in this magical place.  My mothers hand reached for mine as she smiled down with warmth and safety, she said, "come on! lets go to the park"  Many years later I wrote a short story about this and, from time to time I read it to myself with found  flashbacks.... So today!...  I remembered, and painted when I was just a boy. 

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