Thursday, March 11, 2010
"Sun Stood Still" New Painting
"Sun Stood Still", Oil on canvas 20X30" © 2010 Shayla Perreault Newcomb
"...which just goes to show that even though the clock would like to convince us otherwise, time is not the same for everyone." José Saramango "All the Names".
This one brings up a memory for me and that's how it got its name. I was hiking through the Nova Scotia swamp with my best friend when I was 12. It was a hot summer day. We'd taken our sneakers and socks off and were walking in the spongy moss. With each springy step, warm water would gush over our bare feet. We had peanut butter sandwiches on white bread that we ate along the way. It was the last time we got to hang out before my family moved to New Brunswick. That was a day where time moved differently. In fact, in some ways, it feels like it never ended.