Wednesday, June 8, 2011

HOUSE IN THE FOG


This is the last painting from this particular fog series, though I'm sure I will find myself in a fog again.   Before the fog lifts and the sun comes out, here is the lovely little poem by Carl Sandburg.

                                                          
THE FOG
The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
SOLD

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