gaze out over
sun caressed waters,
and let the
current erode all
Today’s picture is a painting (acrylic on canvas, 20″x 20″) which I painted for my brother’s Christmas present. He has always loved fishing and can spend hours on end down by the river. I couldn’t resist sharing it, and the little poem I wrote to accompany it, on here. Unfortunately I took the photographs of the painting rather hurriedly before wrapping it (I finished the painting on Christmas Eve!) and only found they weren’t quite in focus once I opened them in Photoshop today – and the picture is now at my brother’s house! I’ve touched up a few edges (mainly the figure), so hopefully it looks all right. I’m hoping to get a better photograph of when I visit my brother next week.
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