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Earlier this spring I was walking through my kitchen as the sun beamed through to west window, striking this bottle of chardonnay sitting next to my toaster on the butcher block.  I was struck by the light as it moved through the bottle and the way the reflections bounced off the toaster, so I snapped a pic and painted it last night.  I'll probably give this to my wife for mothers day--don't spoil the surprise!

Angie's chickens

 I painted this from a photo my boss Angie took of her chickens.  I find chickens to have a lot of personality and a certain presence.