Not long ago I told you this was (to be) a painting of my sister flying down a hill on her bicycle.
We had a dangerous childhood: we actually never wore (never mind heard of) a bike helmet!! To this day we admit to loving the wind flying free through our hair while biking. She confessed recently that it had to be one of her favorite "guilty pleasures" as well as the way she cleared her mind and restored her soul. Since I clear my mind by swooshing and mooshing around in color I decided to paint a tribute to both activities. Above was the start done with acrylics and a credit card.
This is crooked and the color may be a tad off, but it is a 12 x 12 piece done on cradled board and framed in a black shadow box with an edge inside. If you would like to see a better photograph just email me and I can get one to you.