Digging through a dusty old box with brochures and old photos from the '90s, I pulled out this snapshot that Neil, my previous husband, had done of three clay monk sculptures I had finished painting. They were drying outside, getting ready to be shipped to my fave gallery (Trios in Solana Beach, CA), nearly twenty years ago. I still love the way they seemed to be sharing a quiet joke between them. I wonder where all those sweet little dudes are now. Sometimes I really miss them.
I love their facial expressions...such lovely work :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Joyce!
ReplyDeleteThese are fantastic. Wish they were at my house. Cheers-Darlene
ReplyDeleteI wish they were at mine, too, Darlene! They were sold years ago. Thanks for commenting, I always love when folks stop by.
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