12” x 12”
Acrylic on panel (framed)
 
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I grew up in a big valley dotted with dairy farms, a river that seemed big to us and a daily visit from the train that my Dad called the Queen. Our neighborhood had lots of young families and bordered on a small cemetery that we sometimes played in. Meadow Pool was our home any time of day or night all summer long. When I was old enough I was a lifeguard and instructor there. There were always laughter and childhood antics in abundance and I can still smell the chlorine as if I had just treated the pool myself. A place to play and restore and grow together.