SOUNDS OF SILENCE
6x6 oil on panel
It was still early as the sun peeked through the trees. My fishing buddy, a master bass fishermen guided his bass boat quietly and smoothly along. It was mornings like this that we barely spoke a word. Talking seemed out of place so we would look at one another and smile in agreement at the beauty that was all around us. We became part of the sound of silence.
This painting will be at this summers Festival of arts in Laguna Beach CA
