Thursday, May 22, 2008

Gentle Breeze

Gentle Breeze
Oil on Wood Panel

I woke up this morning thinking about Maine. About being on the water. At the water's edge. It was windy here and I was transported to the gentle breezes that blow the boats around the islands on long summer days.

After a walk around the neighborhood, Rosie snoozed while I painted and imagined Maine. We took a noon time trip to the dog park. Rosie met some like minded young Goldens and Winston, the exuberant Wheaten puppy that is my favorite. After lunch, I finished this painting and feel like I am halfway there.

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