Thanksgiving morning at San Elijo Lagoon. I thought I would have it to myself with families prepping for the feast and all that. Spoiler alert, it was full.
The fog had come in heavy and obscured everything. The people, the far shore, the rest of the landscape. Just grey and mist.
Then out on a surfaced marsh, one egret. Standing completely still. It seemed to say you can't see everything else right now. Just focus on me.
So I did. And I painted it. And I have not forgotten that morning.
Original oil on panel, painted and mounted inside an Altoids tin. About 3.5 x 2.25 inches. Signed on the back. Ships carefully packed.
One of a kind. When it sells, it's gone.
Thanksgiving morning at San Elijo Lagoon. I thought I would have it to myself with families prepping for the feast and all that. Spoiler alert, it was full.
The fog had come in heavy and obscured everything. The people, the far shore, the rest of the landscape. Just grey and mist.
Then out on a surfaced marsh, one egret. Standing completely still. It seemed to say you can't see everything else right now. Just focus on me.
So I did. And I painted it. And I have not forgotten that morning.
Original oil on panel, painted and mounted inside an Altoids tin. About 3.5 x 2.25 inches. Signed on the back. Ships carefully packed.
One of a kind. When it sells, it's gone.
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