Walking into Kingston today with best friends from San Diego we passed the trailer that inspired this painting. The photo was taken at 11 PM in December. I was mazed how many people were out and about at that time of night in Kingston in December.
My friend mentioned that she had never visited Seattle when it did not rain. It was warm and sunny until about 30 minutes later, when after a Latte we started our walk home, where we witnessed lightning, heard thunder and were drenched on the way home.
Be careful what you say in Washington….
Wish I could say I sat there and painted this, but someone in my painting group shared the photo and I thought it was lovely. Four of us painted the scene, each with a different result. It is 14 x 16 and available today for $450
Growing up on a farm in northern California, driving a tractor before driving a car I dedicate this painting to my father. Sitting on his lap on the tractor to have family time from the time I was five years old till I thought it was not cool about 14, are some of the best memories of my life. My father died the summer of my 16th birthday, and it was the hardest year of my life. Fathers give us wings and teach us to fly, only clipping those wings when we fly to far or too fast.