I am not sure if "jet trails" is the official word for the white streams left in the sky as a jetliner passes above, but that is where the title to this piece comes from. My kids and I always point them out when we see them. We wonder where the planes are from and imagine where they are headed. Some days there is one lone streak in the sky and other days we see many. These days in January when we head into the typical coldest week of the year I wish I was on one of those jets headed to warmer weather!
This painting is an original acrylic on masonite that comes framed, ready to hang.