I have always loved the water, along with any of the water sports. Having learned to swim at an early age, in the fashion of being thrown in, then told to sink or swim. It's pretty obvious that I swam... like a fish.
Some would say today that being done like that is child abuse. I say it probably saved my life several time. Not just in knowing how to swim, but in managing those sinking times during life.
This painting also serves to say something in regard to that theme.
No matter how big the rocks, the water always finds a way to get around them. Something to think about.
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