Dan the Fisherman; 8″ x 12″ watercolor and sumi ink. My cousin’s husband took me fishing last summer in the high Rockies of Colorado. He is a beautiful fisherman and every time I looked up to find him, I would see his rod flex as his line made a tight “s” through the sky and then notice the ever-present afternoon clouds building into their daily tether. Dan continues to out fish me regularly despite his waning eyesight and humble denial of such.