Sometimes, you just have to look at objects and wonder about their story. I love going to Fisherman's Wharf in Ballard and see the boats, some newer than other but I bet if they could talk, what a tale we would hear. Another artist and I painted in an area where the old boats live. As I stood there painting I wondered what hair raising things the old girl had been through and survived. She's earned her rest. So, what's your story? Drop me a line and let me know.
