June 30, 2006



Box on the edge of the table. As I'm working on the picture the space beyond the table becomes remembered sky, or sky and water. I think about what summer vacation was like when I was little - how the time stopped having edges, and it was possible to lose track of the days of the week.

Posted by EGP at June 30, 2006 12:17 AM

I remember that feeling, I think of it fairly often. Even when I am on vacation, I can't quite get that feeling anymore, maybe it has to do with all the years that have passed since childhood. This is a wonderful picture, so much left to the imagination.

Posted by: Tami at June 30, 2006 1:32 PM