A bank of puffy clouds kissed the springtime sky like the soft, sweet lips of lovers. Gentle breezes blew them across the hills and valleys of the countryside, tickling their way from one end of the county to the other.
There are days when peace envelops me, despite what's brewing, or stewing around me and it shows in my work. I had wonderful conversations with my online friends today that made me joyful as I began to paint. I got to the bottom of this painting and decided to opt for a minimalist approach, instead of mucking it up with clouds or birds or trees. The horizon of still water and a signature completed this little piece of peace.