STILL LIFE

I was so deeply involved while painting this, that at

times I thought I could actually smell Italian cooking

in the air and hear the family in the background,

laughing and clinking glasses as they shared a meal.

My task is to make you hear, feel and see. That and no more, and that is

everything. (Joseph Conrad)

Italian Harvest

Here behind the shed under a light layer of snow lies

the fuel for a crackling winter fire.

Still life isn't still. There's a dynamic amid the mundane that can be

so much fun. (Nancy Slaght)

Snow Logs

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