I walked around the campground, looking to see what caught my eye to paint. By the entrance, the American flag stood out against the stormy clouds. Bits of bright blue sky showed through the clouds and it appealed to me on many levels. I rushed back to capture the flag. As a painter, I am attracted to those marvelous folds of stripes, their movement and pattern interest me. Look for where I lost edges...this is exciting for me!
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