Sunday, August 2, 2015



This painting was done from photos I took while at an aviation event in Indiana.  My father was a farmer and loved Indiana.  He always called it "the garden spot of the world", and took pride in his ability to raise a good crop on his land. This painting reminds me of growing up there.  There were open views of the land and in the summer you could see a storm coming from a long way.  I miss the quiet solitude that growing up in the country provided.

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