about 10 x10, pastel and watercolor on Uart paper $200
I was so excited to be going to Sycamore Island that I woke up at 4:oo am! Today I headed to the same side of the island and quickly set up my easel in the winter-like chill. (38 degrees) The little raft out in the middle of the still river caught my attention. How lonely and melancholy it appeared! . Yet there is always still hope for next summer. I tried to show those two, somewhat conflicted, feelings in this painting.