18” x 24”
Grandpa’s barn may not have been red in reality, but if I had my way it would have been!
I can see the tractor tucked away for the night in the open garage and wonder if grandpa and his truck are just over the hill.
Imaginations. Memories. Visions go swirling around my mind and tug at the corners of my smile.
FOUNTAIN HILLS, ARIZONA ABSTRACT, CONTEMPORARY, EXPRESSIONIST, INTUITIVE DAILY PAINTER