The Gift
Lying in bed the thunder and subsequent lightening woke me before the sound of my alarm. With the words of my teacher echoing in my mind I made my way to the back door for my first purposeful attempt at a still life linked to a landscape.
Lying in bed the thunder and subsequent lightening woke me before the sound of my alarm. With the words of my teacher echoing in my mind I made my way to the back door for my first purposeful attempt at a still life linked to a landscape.