Done in oils.
Month: January 2022
Lobsters, by Richard Spilman
He clung to the edge, he beat the sides. What a terrible clanging!
Still Waters, by Allan Harbour
Done in oils.
Snow Woman, by Llewellyn McKernan
Praise the light that melts you.
In the Night Speaking, by Richard Spilman
Nothing comprehensible is more than it appears to be.
Danvers, Illinois by Richard Spilman
There were words straight as corn,
Joan Spilman 