How many times as a child or with your children have you laid in the soft grass and stared up into the afternoon sky and watched the clouds pass by? At first the clouds are just that, clouds. Then something magical happens. Someone giggles, as in their eyes, the clouds take shape then form. What was once fluffy and white now reveals itself in it’s true, if not fleeting form. Everyone starts to see shapes then animals, and not just one, but everyone’s fingers start pointing to the sky identifying a dove, a bear, a shark, and many other wonderful things.

Acrylic paint on gallery wrapped canvas. Measurement: painting: 24 inches wide by 48 inches tall. Unframed.