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I have been oil painting a lot lately on our back picnic table, as time and weather allow. I find the open air ventilation as well as the separation from areas of other duties both liberating and inspiring.

Today, when rooting about for a new canvas to start on (I have many in different stages of progress simultaneously drying on our side porch at the moment) I found this one, which was forgotten and eventually buried. I considered “tidying it up,” but have resisted that impulse, choosing instead to honor the raw inspiration and exuberant expression of its original moment.

Here it is in details, with the complete work at the very bottom. I’m contemplating titles for it… any ideas?

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