Remembering Sputnik 16x16 acrylic
While exploring the night like colors of this abstract, a memory was triggered. When I was young, my Dad would drag me out of bed and lead me out to look at the wonders of the heavens. We watched meteorite showers and searched for satellites. Sputnik was the first. The name alone is a wonder.... a good cat name, perhaps. I have passed star gazing to my daughters and hope they will pass it on to their children.
