This is a plein air piece. I was standing on a tiny bridge
crossing the creek that led into this pond. Ducks
every where. In the reeds, in the pads, quackers
all over. I was drawn by the large tree in the back
ground acting as a dark center piece above the pond.
I've kept this painting in a drawer, I've never
really cared for it, but it's beginning to grow on
me. Sometimes things need time to resolve and
become clear.
