I used to go fishing with my dad growing up, in northern Michigan and Ohio. My strongest memories are of going out on the pontoon boat one night and dad and his best friend Tom taking the daughters out, and the three of us girls sending hooks left and right, and more in the roof of the pontoon than the water. Also, my Grandma Day in Ohio fried up a mean catfish and blue gill in a pan. I learned to clean them on the picnic table. Anyway, here are my latest fishes, and I'll be hanging these, along all of my newest work, in Telluride, Colorado on Monday. If you're in the area during the month of October, stop by La Cocina de Luz on the main street.
12" x 24"