Thursday, August 1, 2013


Sand Makers, oil on panel 9 x 12
It's hot in the Valley, therefore windy at the coast.  I'm painting with Carol Phillips, she with a knife and I with a brush, at the Road's End park in Lincoln City.  We're looking at the same scene, and our paintings are nothing alike.  The nature of art.

This is a favorite view of mine.  I've come here countless times with my kids, who loved to dig in the sand and climb the sand cliffs while I plotted mystery novels with a friend.  It seems like a lifetime ago, but the cliffs are still here and the waves breaking down on the point.  Known places are a background for a timeline.  Sometimes they change, reminding us that we have changed.  Sometimes they are like a photograph of the past.

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