Hope 43
Oil on Wood
6"X6"
Shadows of weeds growing along the curb caught my eye as I walked with my friend this week. Unintentional art, found art, nature. Whatever it is, it stands out now, when time is standing still, and we crave some sign that there is still some beauty and order left in the world. It was a welcome respite from all that is wrong, to come upon and notice a simple visual surprise created by nothing more than weeds and sunshine in the middle of the day.
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