I adore the roof at my studio with its wonderful jumble of compressed urban & working waterfront views. The air is fresh, the gulls hovering and the space is endless. There are bridges, junkyards, freighters, church spires, roof decks and Boston three deckers. Toss in the new casino, the wind turbine and a dramatically changing sky, and it’s all just too much for me. This will be wiped down – lol!
Having a brilliant violin-making woodworker fix the wobbly leg of my dining room chair seems like a horrible waste of talent, but Thanks Dave! – here’s the painting you’ve always wanted!