What do you get when your cross the Pamlico Sound (by ferry) with:
- an oyster roast with friends where one triggers a discussion about this glorious river where I live
- discussions about art and philosophy with a trusted relative and writer
- an "art date" with a girlfriend who is pushing the envelope on her art
- a chance encounter with V.S. Gaitonde via the New York Times
( see this article ) ?
That plus many days (years?) of experimentation and then the decision to go back to oils resulted in this 18 x 36 River Blues. I'm kinda liking it…
Or it could even work this way. Which way do you like best?