Painted this on location with my friend Ann Marie, who visits every year from Maine. We were out on Highway 90. Something about live oak trees makes me think of the sheltering arm or wing of the Lord.
Keep me as the apple of your eye;hide me in the shadow of your wings, from the wicked who assail me, from my mortal enemies who surround me. ~Psalm 17:8-9
I once read about a woman seeing a message sprawled on a Paris sidewalk. It said, "The city of Paris is full of beautiful mysteries, and you are one of them." I never forgot that story. I began to think how wonderful it would be to spread love and joy by writing beautiful messages on sidewalks with chalk. That idea has evolved into the original poetry I often include on my art, and is the reason I call myself “The Sidewalk Chalk Prophet.”
The most an aritst can do through their work is say, "Let me show you what I have seen, what I have loved, and perhaps you will see it and love it too." ~Annie Bevan
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