First, after a ridiculously awful summer, I returned home grateful and drained. I must admit I probably needed drugs, but instead I painted. And sketched. And Zentangled. My fellow artists at Tannery Row are by far the most generous and loving souls one would ever meet. And their beauty and creativity helped heal so much fear.Thank you.
So without further ado....some updated work.
Appalacians
Waves
A Murder of Crows