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It rained! You could almost hear the ground sucking as the drops fell from the sky. I am looking over the tops of the Oak trees at the glorious clouds. If the "painter police" pronounced a rule that every painter must pick one and only one subject to paint forever, I would pick clouds.
Oil on panel, 5" X 7"
Purchase from the artist
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Intimacy with a rose is a lovely way to spend a Sunday. I explored each petal, curve and edge of this beauty. The color changes as the curves flow within the rose were a challenge and pleasure to work with. All the while I was chewing on the thought that I should be outside pruning, maybe tomorrow..jpg)
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