Thursday, August 9, 2018

back to the field

Certain places compel us to paint. They simply stop us in our tracks when we see the siren calling us to the rocks. You see the poetry of color her words soft and sweet. The fields on Whidbey Island do that for me. Her rhythms and shapes make my heart beat just a little bit stronger. This are all plein air.
Next stop, Prince Edward Island, Canada.


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