About 10 years ago I was cruising the back roads north of Oriental NC and came across this this little boat mored at a dock next to a small bridge. It just seemed to represent so many things, peace, age,solitude, freedom, stubbornness, more things than I can count. Three times I put this drawing on a board, spent countless hours processing how I wanted to paint it but was never able to start the piece. One night last week I had a fitful sleep and woke up in the middle of the night totally knowing how to do it.

I will scour the nooks and carnies of downtown the rest of the week.