6"x 8" oil on canvas, SOLD
Well, this painting has a funny concept. Remember when you were a kid and you would visit your great Aunt's dusty old house? And remember how the dust would float so gracefully through a ray of sunlight? Well, I recently read a story (about something totally unrelated) and the author referred to this as "space dust". I just love that. I used to worry that I was breathing in space dust. Now I worry about other stuff. But I do have a sense of relief that someone has actually named the floating dust particles.
