I saw an image in church on Sunday morning that reminded me of a place I grew up duck hunting as a kid. It sparked a feverish inspiration that resulted in a painting marathon lasting until 2:30am last night and this is the end result. As I painted, I was continually reminded of some the classic etchings by Roland Clark that I used to ogle at as a kid. I kept the composition as simple as possible to make the scene lonely and quiet (as marshes can often be) creating a classic feel.
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