A watercolor and poem
I can’t fish, I just don’t like hurting worms or fish but probably it’s because I never catch anything. I don’t seem to have the patience but I love the serenity of watching people do it. Whether they are on the side of a pier, in the river or on the banks of the Potomac, I just get lost in the quiet and peacefulness of the activity. This painting is all about the beauty of early morning fishing and how small humans are in comparison to nature. It is all about perspective and acceptance.