The Street at the End of the House
Oil on Newspaper Covered Board
Dec 16th featured a piece called the Storm Rolls In. Here, the house is featured again, lit by the sun one morning after my run.
Tonight, I turned my screen toward my husband and said...look...the Street at the End of the House! We both laughed and the name stuck.
The house sits one block down from me, and its prominent white wall changes with the weather, the time of day, and the seasons. I've painted it often and with love.