Remember the joy of first, fresh snow. Innocent, clean, white and whimsical, easy comradeship. Life as snowballs in your arms. Silly, kind, lighthearted. That Tony could be also, even in late winter of beginning 1999, he was happy the day he painted this mixed medium in Hoboken. See the abstractions of the high rises? The off green of the polder? Next time it snows, just feel good and think of beauty.
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