My son sat with me for a while, as I worked on the painting above. And he shared his thoughts on the painting. He said he had been looking at it for a while, trying to figure out what's going on. And he had this to say about the sky: "I think there must be a lot of stuff happening up there!" Well said, son; well said! And there is; it isn't a quiet Saturday afternoon sky where it's crystal clear, small puffs of cloud appearing occasionally. No, this sky is violent, on edge, filled with clouds and there's no telling what those clouds contain!
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