I’m thinking of painting landscapes of Maine or maybe abstracting the landscapes, seascapes actually, in paint but I probably won’t ever get around to it. I’ve got to finish the basketball players I’m working on.
I spent the better part of the last few days sorting the photos I took in Maine. I understand why so many artists live there, work there. The natural surroundings are drop-dead gorgeous and light is forever changing. The sound of the surf swallows you up. We barely escaped its spell.
1 Comment
so i guess you left before the noreaster storm hit maine