This little white church is where my great-grandfather, James Hall was baptised in 1875. I admire this lovely place for many reasons and it felt good to paint it. It may have been a better as an oil painting but I do like the rocks in the front and the bright red on the roof and they may have been tough to master in oil paint. And as an Icelander I say goodbye in Icelandic: Bless Bless.
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