When I hear the word, dance, a wonderful poem about dancing with God comes to mind. Even on cloudy days, light dances from one area to another in the landscape; When painting " en plein air" the artist has to draw on memory to record what drew him to the subject before the light danced away!
30"x40" Acrylic on canvas/Available
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