The Story: “...the only sounds he could hear were the birds in the distance and the trickle of each drip from his paddle as he raised it to take another gentle stroke. It was so peaceful and breathtakingly beautiful. Overcome with gratitude, he pulled in his paddle, closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply though his nose. As he slowly exhaled, he remained still, present in that moment grateful for this lush abundant gift of nature. With his eyes still closed he ocuse on his breath, and remained very still. His heart was full and...”"
Still Untitled - 8" x 8", Original Art
8" X 8" X 1.5” thick sides painted black
Original Art on Gallery Cradled Panel