As I painted this I imagined old George saying, "Don't make me have to come down and straighten this city out." My son works on the 6th floor of the pink building with blue windows, so I painted this one for his office.
I found this old car on a trip up north hiding in what appeared to be a junk collectors barn. I was thankful to have my camera ready to take a photo because I knew right away that it would be perfect for what I call " Under the Eaves" Collection- Things that people have stored under the eaves of barns and sheds in the country. Really. You never find this kind of thing around the city.
This is a painting I did a few years ago of my son on his hobby horse. His daughters now ride the horse and call him Jingle Bells because he has a ribbon and some bells around his neck. Life moves on but Jingle Bells never ages.