textures, and tastes bring back so many
childhood memories. The sweet smell of
alfalfa was always such a contrast to the
hundreds of raw scratches on my legs
after a day of making hay bales. And who
could ever forget the leg-sting and then
exhileration of jumping into the cool lake
after a sweaty day of throwing bales that
each weighed more than me?
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Now that Summer break is coming to an
end, I want to post these two recent paint-
ings.
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| Rooted, 2012 two canvases, 12" x 30" each acrylic on canvas |
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| Rested, 2012 12" x "30", acrylic on canvas |
