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