Grey, Grey, Grey

It was a dark and stormy night. The morning wasn't much better. The grey skies revealed grey seas as ships crowded a grey horizon. The ships were also grey.
With nerves as tattered as the wind-whacked waves, the host of heroes huddled in their tumultuous transports.
"Yo! Buddy! Welcome to America! How's about a hotdog?"

Tom's paintings have succesfully crossed the Atlantic for this year's shows.