“Dressed in White”

Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 20″ x 16″
Year: 2017


Drive, drive, drive. Arrive. Park this huge van here? Drive around, drive around, drive around, ok, park!  Walk, walk, walk. Listen. Every language on earth spoken here. A true magnet for the world. It’s nice to hear. I’m not sure why some places draw the world’s travelers and others  just up the road draw none. But that’s fine with me. The tongues of men can’t be spoken everywhere. We’ll leave that task to the tongues of angels.

The angels often speak more clearly, even amongst a sea of human voices. The arc of the cypress, the glare of white sky on white sand, the pounding of the ocean’s heartbeat up and down the beach. These voices need no translation.

Painting is just another way to sing along. Sometimes I can be a little tone deaf, but still I try. Bear with me.

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