The lake has opened up. The ice dunes are finally gone from the beach. On the horizon you can see some remnants floating eastward...late April. I have been putting together the MU show for September and these are a few of the fragments. The first image is a photograph taken of a cave in Belize and that is followed by a painting playing with the memory of the cave.
This is another memory that came from a recent trip to the Grand Canyon and a little slot canyon there. It grew into the larger piece that is depicted in the previous blog entry. I'm liking this little piece more and more of late.
Closer to home out in Walnut Creek somewhere I came across a deceased crawdad and thought he needed to be remembered as well.
This little fragment I've done a number of versions of. The studio was too cold one evening so I cranked out the memory of a memory while watching Game of Thrones.
Out on Presque Isle I found a knot that I thought was pretty thought provoking, so I reinvented it. But now that I think of it, it may not have been Presque Isle after all. That's the problem with memories.