Reflected Feelings

April 2007 9:42 PM
I flew back inside as hail hit my uncovered toes. I found shelter in the arts and craft area. I found a friend of mine, the artist, hard at work on her latest painting. She was listening to music and the swift strokes of her paint brush back the peace back into the night. It was interesting to me to see that the mood of the room and of her painting reflected each other. (Click on the picture to view.)