Welcome Home, oil, 12x16
This old house was located on the road between my home and Belfast. I would pass it every day on my way to the gallery. This tall house, with its stately manner and bay windows always made me think that it belonged on an island overlooking the sea instead of on the “flats” overlooking quiet pastures and woods. Coming home in the evening, its welcoming light told me that I was almost home. I stopped one night to snap a picture knowing that I had to paint it. The house is now gone, replaced by a modern home and the road has lost some of its charm. This painting hangs in my living room, and its light says “Welcome Home”.