Damp blue shutters of sound spill softly past glass in reflections of fish and food, past flying fragments of paint, past ever-present falling raindrops, past wood and stone and rust and time and lands on a pier which cradles a couple slowly strolling, bonded casually, yet intensly by linked arms. One thinks of the beat of music bouncing off of the skyline on the opposite side of the bay. The other hears a mother’s cries, a child’s cries and the echo of memories. Thoughts collide in the sheltering mist enfolding all and blending it in a serene smoothie.
By John Fish
Acrylic painting on Tyvek paper, 24″×36″
Another version of a scene I’ve painted before from a photo I took near Seattle, Washington