The temperatures dropped last night. Morning frost is imminent! Our short summer growing season is fading fast. Here is one more tribute to my love of flowers and antique watering cans! The crisp air turns my thoughts to apple-picking, football and casseroles! It transports me into an action mode focused on harvest and preparation for winter winds. I love the autumn season...a time of transition, turning inward to a place of silence like a snow filled sky. I love the multitude of colors shown by the maples and birches and oaks. I hope to put on my jeans and fleece and be out there documenting God's wondrous colors with my paintbrush! ~~~This original painting is in a private collection in Maine. Giclee prints are available...$60...image size 10"x8".
Introducing the 29 Pears Project! For the 29 days of February, I'll be creating 29 pear paintings, each to be sold for $29. This special offer works this way: If you're interested in purchasing one of these original, 5"x7", matted, unframed pear paintings, send me a message, or comment below. The first person to make a request and send payment will receive pear painting #1. Second person will receive pear painting #2, and so on. Although you won't be able to see the pain ting prior to purchase, you can be assured that it will delight the viewer and, obviously, be on the subject of pears! The $29 purchase price includes all tax and shipping. I will post sample photos every few days. It is a fabulous way to own an original watercolor...or give as a gift! I am ever grateful for all who follow me on my artistic journey! Thanks so much!
Someone once said, "When you're pressed, what's inside comes out". I see this evidenced in my life. I have been pressed on every side this summer...beyond what anyone should need to bear...and here's what emerges from my soul: This painting is a result of showing up at my easel, putting brush to paper without prior conceptualization or thought, and seeing what happens. What comes out. The painting is meant to be open to interpretation...every viewer brings to the event their own feelings, imagination, eyes. I see storm clouds...but they're moving. I see rough seas becoming calm as they reach the shore. I see land, dark and distant, but an opening--a cove--for safe approach. I see reflections...mirrors to the moment. I see light...bright and glowing light...that remains constant despite the storm's attempt to obscure and cover. That's what is inside me...an ever present knowing that Light is within reach, just beyond the darknes...
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