Finding the right composition turns out to be maybe more complicated than finding the right husband! Fortunately for me I did find the right husband and he hauled me around all day looking for the right matter to paint. He's a saint, but that's a whole other blog I could write. We took probably a few thousand photos, thank goodness for digital cameras, and put several hundred miles on our car. Somehow, I know without even looking none of them are Mr. Right. Seems like some things just happen by accident or the fates align. I really want to paint people in fun places and I come across as a predator when I try to sneak up on them and take my winning shot. In most cases those turn out blurred and too fuzzy to even make me remember the lovely original I thought I saw or like the one above skewed and awkward. What was I thinking? Hmmmmm.
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