I always enjoyed being underwater when I was a kid. I felt safe, enveloped, held, somehow slowed but still moving in three dimensions, supported. And it was quiet. The incredible noise of an indoor swimming pool during open swim was dulled to a hum. I could even hear myself think.
I hope you are able to find places to be quiet and just think.
I'm not sure what this fella is thinking...
I just finished the bubbles and the hints of shape around his eyes. Man do I love otters!
12x24 acrylic on cradled wood panel (so no need to frame!)
$576
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