Byrd Crane at Pensacola
2003 Blue ribbon winner Iowa Artist area 11 show
It was a privilege to be judged that day by Wendal Moore. He said that if this event had a best in show, this piece would take the prize.
18x24 watercolor 2004
2006 Blue ribbon winner Iowa Artist Region 11 show
2003 Blue ribbon winner Iowa Artist area 11 show
It was a privilege to be judged that day by Wendal Moore. He said that if this event had a best in show, this piece would take the prize.
11x14 watercolor
Boone and Scenic valley railroad
September 12, 2001, painted in 2003.
2003 Little Dutch Girl
Pella Tulip Festival
11x14 watercolor
11x14 watercolor
Happiness
11x14 watercolor
2008 11x14 watercolor
Oregon Haul
Oregon Haul
photo copy of a 1950's photograph
2004 11x14 Watercolor
18x24 Watercolor
In order to convey the ideas of each element, I wrote a story for it.
Coming Home is a dream.
The elements seem real and yet not.
You feel like you're home.
But nothing is in the right place at the right time,
just like a dream.
Coming Home is a memory.
Everyone waits for dad to come home.
Mom keeps everyone together and safe.
While the future sits by,
waiting to take the stage.
Coming Home is a feeling.
A house the way it used to be a long time ago.
And yet, not so long ago.
With a sign to remind us
of all we did along the way.
Coming Home is hope.
There's the four of us
huddled around the house.
Where the fireplace is lit to warm us
on a crisp autumn morning.
Hurry,
set the table.
There's a cloud of dust in the drive.
Looks like someone
is Coming Home.
Coming Home is a dream.
The elements seem real and yet not.
You feel like you're home.
But nothing is in the right place at the right time,
just like a dream.
Coming Home is a memory.
Everyone waits for dad to come home.
Mom keeps everyone together and safe.
While the future sits by,
waiting to take the stage.
Coming Home is a feeling.
A house the way it used to be a long time ago.
And yet, not so long ago.
With a sign to remind us
of all we did along the way.
Coming Home is hope.
There's the four of us
huddled around the house.
Where the fireplace is lit to warm us
on a crisp autumn morning.
Hurry,
set the table.
There's a cloud of dust in the drive.
Looks like someone
is Coming Home.
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