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
9 x 12 Oil on Prepared Wood
I painted Linda at Randy Higbee's Open Studio last Wednesday.