The Lily. Loveliness of form, lithe and ever so long lasting. Many might shun this most elegant of flowers. Thinking of mortality. I never do. The Arum lily, Calla lily. Or “Zante de schia aethiopica” a flower originating from Southern Africa. I guess many now, associate this glorious flower with sadness and mourning.Continue reading “Just…. daydreams”
What a contrast! The calm, contemplative quietness of previous paintings in comparison to today’s image. With an almost aggressive stance the bouquet leaps in front, jumps ahead of the line. Demanding. Its seems strange to think that paintings can soothe us, or can provoke us. That they can create mood, feeling, ambience, atmosphere. That theyContinue reading “5 Art Techniques: shouting or soothing”
Just a super quick post. About a short walk, around the block and back. A relaxed, amble, if you will. Looking for things “Blue.” Blue Flowers I did find lots of lovelies in wonderful shades and tones of blue. Cerulean, Ultramarine, Prussian, Indigo, Indanthrone, Cobalt, and tons of in between blends. ItsContinue reading “A Walk, for Blue”
My post dawn stroll was magnificent – a Monet Morning. The early light so gentle, so otherworldly… it captivates.
Colors move us in ways we often can’t articulate. We just can’t seem to find the right words that express how deeply we’ve been touched. Inspired by Color This morning I was inspired. My rose garden, it had some lovely buds bursting into color. I picked them. My wonky abstract, warped frameContinue reading “Colors …… Move us”
Feel like a little bit of Sunshine?! Bright bold floral colors slathered on, creamy and deliciously Sunny……they’re going to make you smile!
“And lastly, since I have you all here in one place, I have something to share with you. Along the garden ways just now…I too heard the flowers speak. They told me that our family garden has all but turned to sand. I want you to know I’ve watered and nurtured this square of earthContinue reading “… the flowers talking”
the watercolor brush softly kisses the paper in its magical dance with color……
Faces up turned gentle whispers soft reminders Inspirations of the Flower
Lying down amongst them, I discovered how pretty the weeds were and was saddened they were soon to be mowed over.