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In the summer before third grade, we moved to a small town far from Dayton. The ramshackle house we rented was across the street from the public library. With its pink-marble columns, the library seemed…
~ ~ Thomas Hudson studio journal ~ ~
In the summer before third grade, we moved to a small town far from Dayton. The ramshackle house we rented was across the street from the public library. With its pink-marble columns, the library seemed…
For a Sunday during December in NE Ohio the light is good. Here's a photo taken in the studio today. I've been painting since 7:00 and now it's time for lunch and the Brown's game…
Hurricane Sandy came our way and mixed with the Nor'easter that was already pounding our shores. This video was shot as I walked across our backyard. Towards the end of the video, you can see…
The winds from a furious Nor'easter pound against the studio windows. Whitecaps crash against the shore one after the other with ceaseless regularity, their white froth nearlty reaching the studio door. They say this storm…
Another lifelong habit I have is working on several--sometimes very many--painting simultaneously. I will put a painting aside to be taken up later any number of times. I might work on a painting a dozen…
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