This one is for my dad who used to recite Frost's "Stopping by woods on a snowy evening" by heart to me. I was always amazed at how he could memorize that poem, and still rememer it after 40 something years.
I'm thinking about putting this piece in a show at the Marin Ballet in January, but I'm still waiting to hear back from my peeps whether I'm in or not. I hope so- this piece would go really well there.
Back to painting, be back soon...
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