That cloud demanded attention, and it wasn’t going anywhere until it got it. It really was spectacular, towering above the city, showing off to anybody who cared to look. It was difficult to contain in a small painting, threating to escape from all sides and overwhelm the house below. But it settled down under the watchful gaze of the cat in his constant turning
The Meteorologist’s House (contact us about this work, please include the title)
Oil on board, 26 x 20cm
£975