Dog on the Porch
Oil on Wood
The herring are running in San Francisco Bay. The fishing boats are trolling night and day, pelicans are bobbing along the shore, and the seals are eating themselves into a frenzy. It has nothing to do with this painting, but it's what's happening outside my window this afternoon. Wildlife going berserk while indoors I am here painting in my peaceful little world where Bach fills the air and time stands still.