I've been locking myself away in the studio, working like a machine, and leaving many other things like that of a scarecrow... tired and dusty. With all the ideas hovering about inside my head, harassing and encouraging me unvaryingly, I don't see this ritualistic behavior stopping anytime too soon. But in lieu of this fact, there are a number of paintings to come that I'm excited to share with everyone.
Here's a glimpse of one of the pieces I finished about two weeks ago. Her name is Thornebury.
(20 x 24 oil on pine panel)