Ink, watercolor and a grounded sailboat feels like the beginning of a story as I paint. This boat stands all alone off the coast north of Clearwater, Florida. I wonder where it's owners are. Are they searching for this vessel, afraid it has been swept out to the open water? Or, are they missing as well? A mystery unfolds as I paint, and the sun meets the horizon, soon to cloak the whole scene in darkness. So many stories, so little time to paint them all. Painting number 5012 in 5012 days.
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