Posted by Emmy White on Friday, May 4, 2012
It is a sound like no other, rain on the roof, that brings back memories. In the home that I grew up in, I would lie in bed listening to the rain on the tin roof and the sounds today reminds me of that description, "pitter patter" I have been struggling with my paintings. Some of them don't even make it to my basement collection before getting ripped up on the back porch. Here are a couple of new paintings that are still alive. The restaurant is from a sketch I did at Curran's Restaurant on 42nd and Nicollet, Mpls. and the other one is an attempt to get the spring feel on Minnehaha Parkway