Friday, June 13, 2008



Growing up I spent my summers fishing in Alaska with my father. We sold our catch in the little fishing village of Pelican. The only way to get here was by plane or boat, there were no roads.

1 comment:

bONGO said...

Brett, you're off to a good start with your blog. If I haven't told you already, I love that painting -

bONGO