In my mailbox reverie at the moment, I remembered a painting I did five years ago, from a photo by friend Rusty Lange of Tulsa. She's got a journalistic photographer's eye for the uncommon in every day places.
I saw her photo of this mailbox, painted it and sent it to her. Later she told me the mailbox was no longer. It's also happened with the rural West Texas fence posts I painted near my daughter's house a year ago. The fence is now gone, replaced by metal posts.
So I started looking for other mail boxes to paint, and these showed up on a Google search. I can see some paintings in the future.