It was a folk art kind of day.
The sun was shining.
My rug was glowing.
Great tunes were on the stereo.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed
one of the chairs staring at me as if
wondering why it had not been chosen as
a subject. Its other comrades had not
only been painted, but some more than once!
It has now joined the ranks.
Onto framing and adding epoxy resin.
by Rachel Jones Acrylic on Wood |
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