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Several years ago I was on a ferry with
family and friends between Boston and Provincetown. It was an absolutely
gorgeous summer day in New England…cool and sunny on the water. We couldn’t
have asked for a more perfect day until I got an additional gift: on our way
back we ran into a sailboat race. All of a sudden there were tons of brightly
colored sails all around us. I enjoy painting sailboats so I started taking so
many photos that a fellow passenger asked me if there was someone famous on one
of the sailboats. I laughed and explained I just wanted the photos to
paint from. She looked a little puzzled as if that sounded crazy and for anyone
who lives in or around Boston, it probably did sound crazy. After all, they can
see sailboats all the time unlike where I live in landlocked Atlanta.
Just looking at this painting, I can remember enjoying being with my family, the warmth of the day, the cool breeze and the sun on my face, the sounds of the gulls hoping for a snack from an unwary tourist, and all of the colorful sails that I couldn’t wait to paint.
Just looking at this painting, I can remember enjoying being with my family, the warmth of the day, the cool breeze and the sun on my face, the sounds of the gulls hoping for a snack from an unwary tourist, and all of the colorful sails that I couldn’t wait to paint.
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