not lost,just secret; acrylic on cradled wood board, 12 x 9 x 1.5 inches, in the shop. Click on the image to see the whole thing.
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Psychically, spiritually, never mind the weather: the low point of the year. A kind of sleepy bottoming, with tin-cold echoes. No one to see on the sidewalks, and the people in the parking lots look bad, slug-wandering between cars, their feet only moving.
Then I had this idea of the swimmer, in deep sea, a lady decorated and mysterious, buoyed by her secrets.
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