Always thinking, wandering, slipping, into oblivion. I watch my feet, averting my eyes. Glitter catches my gaze as I stare down into the sun. Shuffling amusement, laughing, talking, brilliance bouncing off of the surface. Golden skies and rudabaga, fantasy and reality. Moving ever onward..........
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
The Dog Bed
12 x 12 Oil on Prepared Paper
My little dog Wren has a little dog bed in the livingroom. She spends most of her time there when she is not pacing around the house aimlessly.