One of the many series of paintings I have showed and sold falls under the category of Golf Art. I love the sport that I only begrudgingly took up as a good girlfriend but later thrived on as a wife. I find that golf courses are almost like Japanese gardens, weeded, trimmed and landscaped beautifully. But, while you meditate in a Japanese garden, you do anything but on a golf course! A frustrating, crazy game, golf has at times made me less of a lady and more of a lunatic. Just when I thought I would have a great game, a little hazard would come my way. I must have hundreds of golf balls in the water hazard that surrounds this 18th hole at Calabasas Country Club--and maybe even a club or two.
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