When I was 10, I traveled to the California coast with my family. We walked the shore, collecting pussy-willow branches and stones, taking in the smells and sounds of the West Coast. As we strolled, I felt such gratitude. I was safe with my parents as we explored creation and learned new things….together. All the while, I savored the sweet, secure space of solitude in my soul. Together and alone.
12x14 acrylic on wood. Framed in 1x3 Pine with light Provencial stain. Ready to hang.
This piece on display at KF Studio Davidson.
Prints available HERE.
When I was 10, I traveled to the California coast with my family. We walked the shore, collecting pussy-willow branches and stones, taking in the smells and sounds of the West Coast. As we strolled, I felt such gratitude. I was safe with my parents as we explored creation and learned new things….together. All the while, I savored the sweet, secure space of solitude in my soul. Together and alone.
12x14 acrylic on wood. Framed in 1x3 Pine with light Provencial stain. Ready to hang.
This piece on display at KF Studio Davidson.
Prints available HERE.
