Ripple gray And then when I saw

And then when I saw the rust on the pump I knew I had to paint it

It was one of the hubs of life in Atlantic as boats were constantly mooring up to unload their fish and workers were ready to cull and put them on ice as they came off the boats

except for heather colors

maybe three

I see her every time I go Down East

Ripple gray And then when I sawIn 2017, I was scrolling through my Facebook and found this fantastic image by Cathy Rose, a photographer in Marshallberg. The photo was so perfect that I contacted her immediately and asked if it would be possible to create a painting using her image. She gave me the go ahead and we became online friends. When I finished the painting I drove from Durham to Davis, with a print of Ripple to give to Cathy. We spent the rest of that day driving around