The farm is layered in roughly three feet of snow. There's not much to do but eat, sleep, drink, eat, play records and paint. Under the snow, our 15 acres hold new prairie seeds that are sleeping too. Soon enough, they will start their next phase of life and I'll have a lot more to paint. New things are happening. This is the time when I start the new crop of large work. It can be a tedious time strung together by many a late night in the winter darkness. So, reach out and see what's heating up.
Happy New Year.
