Every once-in-awhile I have a go at the view towards Joey.
These are the remnants of the pier which burned down sometime
in the seventies. Wally's packing house once stood on these burnt
pilings stubs. I packed whiting there one very cold season when
I was just a girl and money packing fresh fish was good.
There were 2 paintings of this view. I killed one and kept the
best. 20x20" oil on canvas.
copyright clarke 2015
feet on floor, eyes forward, brush-in-hand,