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Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Gray Day in Wildwood

Gray Day in Wildwood
Oil on black canvas, 16x16

While I was at the show in Chattanooga, a friend invited me to stay at her farm in Wildwood, Georgia, just outside of Chattanooga. It was a beautiful spot to stay during a show. The nights were calm and quiet, the mornings soft with the light reaching over the mountains, and the house was welcoming and and warm. 

A thing I loved, that most people might not, was the regular sound of trains passing nearby, blowing their whistles all day and deep into the night. 

Whenever I see a sign like this, I always imagine sharpshooters 
up in airplanes, taking aim at speeding drivers. Do you?

Dog of the Day
It's Stanley, on his birthday! 

A Final Thought
"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, 
and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen." 
- Leonardo da Vinci

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