In the act of fixing a chewed piece of woodwork (aren’t puppies wonderful!!) and after applying the necessary wood filler and sculpting an edge with handy pallet knives… and the necessary sanding, etc… I finally opened the almost empty gallon of white interior latex paint to finish the job. But, my progress ground to a complete halt with the discovery of a whirlwind of winter weather on the walls of the inside of the can of paint and the round lids as well. These kinds of images have become an obsession… I’ll make my husband wait at a gas station while I capture the peeling an crackling paint on the side of a rusting dumpster. But… this is the first time I’d been delayed by the fresh paint itself dried into wintery shapes and textures in the can it came in!! I share them with you…

A can of winter in the middle of June…