Shell (12" x 12", Gouache on Paper, 1979) was completed after I finished school. I was looking through some photos when I found this shot of it. The more I looked at it, the more excited I became. I had forgotten what lovely curves and colors there were in that old shell: a lot like those you find in flowers. I sense a "Shell Series" forming here.
About that shell: my grandmother took a trip to the Bahamas long ago, and brought back a pink conch shell for my souvenir. I remember blowing until my ears hurt, but never got a decent sound out of it. It was a lot more fun to paint it.
Another note: I usuallly post on Sunday, but due to an unexpected evening at the ER am running late this week. Very glad to be here!
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