I can’t say why, but this watercolor I did a while back for a class is one of my favorites of all the good, passable, bad, and downright ugly paintings I have done over the last several months. It’s a keeper. To me, it has a certain mystery about it. Does the road take us to a pleasant place, perhaps a farmhouse where we can sit on the porch and drink sweet iced tea while watching the sun go down; or instead (how my mind tends to wander), leads to a run-down shed that has a meat hook hanging from the ceiling, saws and knives laid out on an old wooden bench, and puddles of dark stains on the dirt floor? I suppose, like most things in life, perception is all in the mind of the beholder.
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