Monday, October 13, 2008

Douglas Hofmann Model painting

Douglas Hofmann Model painting
Douglas Hofmann Jessica painting
Down across the street she saw Dr. Dekalb come along the sidewalk towards Home; he was still in his dark clothes. Remembering how her father always saw her from a distance and waved, she waited for the moment when he would look over and wave, but he did not wave, or even look over; he went straight into his house.
Deep in the side yard among her flowers she saw Mrs. Dekalb in a long, white dress and long, white gloves, wearing a paper bag on her head. She bent deeply above the flowers
Rembrandt Christ In The Storm painting
rather than squatting, and whenever she moved to another place, she straightened, tall and very thin, and gathered her skirt in one hand and delicately lifted it, as Grandma did when she stepped up or down from a curb. Then she would bend deeply over again, as if she were leaning over a crib to say good night.
There were quite a few people along the sidewalks, and most of them were walking in one direction, away from downtown.

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