I found this baseball while raising the canopy of my evergreen tree. Tree is huge and old so there is no way of telling how old this ball is. All I know is it was dirty and I was compelled to try to capture that grit.
In Italy we say: "You leave me without words".Original compositions and great ability in your paintings.
Great piece. Reminds me of the babe ruth ball in the sandlot. You're killing me smalls!
You did capture it quite well. Thought provoking subject for me who has decided to work some still lifes into my painting. I don't like elaborate set ups. The simplity of this is very appealing.
Wonderful! Love your edges!
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