A Wreath On The Door

A Wreath On The Door

Somewhere in the mountains of Tennessee sits this little church.

A Crisp white exterior yet a welcoming wreath on the door. When I saw this place

I could feel the smile spread across my lips at just the sight of it. It felt so homey and welcoming.

Anyone could feel at home here it is truly one of those home away from home places.

5x7 mixed media. I painted this in acrylic plein aire but found it lacked something. I over painted 

portions in oil and was somewhat satisfied with the results.

$45

The Eye Of The Storm

The Eye Of The Storm

In the eye of the storm is a place of peace. After experiencing the

nightmare of the wind, rain and sometimes hail peace and erie quiet surrounds.

Sometimes people come out from hiding in the eye of the storm before they must

regroup for the onslaught of what will come next. As I looked at this little church and the

gloomy clouds I thought about the eye of the storm. The church is where some people

fine refuge in the eye of their storm. May your storms of life be brief and may

you find your place of refuge.

12x12 oil on gallery wrapped canvas

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