Recently, I have had lots of experiences with water. I saw the oil spill from an airplane-where the oil poured out in thick pink ribbons and the tankers surrounding it were tiny like legos. I have sat in the rain in full, clear Texas rivers-painting green waters and sheltering cypress. But most of all, I have experienced water by living on it. I have just returned to a dryer world from living on a houseboat in the middle of a bay of beavers. I canoed to see their lodge. I have painted every day. We say all of the time that rivers, lakes and streams are living things. We even call them bodies of water. But do we really believe that, treat them as such. What do they smell, see, feel, touch?
These notions have captured my imagination in the next series of images.
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