Good morning from my studio in East Nashville. It’s one of those days that remind me of the opening of Herman Melville’s masterpiece, Moby Dick, where Ismael says “It was a damp, drear November in my soul.” Not that my soul is all that damp and drear, but the weather outside sure is. I don’t know about you, but I certainly was not ready for winter to get here overnight.
On to the art. I’ve been working to get my commission orders filled, and have gotten some done – and more will be finished today. But, this time of the year, secrecy is important since several are surprise presents for Christmas. So here’s a repeat that I did a while back.
Hope you enjoy. Thanks for looking and stay warm and dry.