Here's Billy with his first oil painting. I told his Dad that I'd done my first when I was 11 years old.
Dad offered me a coffee, or a Pastis. I chose the latter. Et, voila! It arrived at my easel.
" . . . painting the looser side of realism . . ." Writing about my life as an artist, plein air painting, traveling and whatever else might intrigue me.
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