I like the way still lifes can tell a story and help to savor a memory.
This past September, I felt blessed to take my Mom to the farmers market on a perfect late summer day. I brought her some dahlias from my garden, and off we went.
After parking we continued straight to the flower grower's stall; I was thrilled to snag the last clutch of sweet peas. Their delicious scent kept me company as I laid down the bones of this painting in the days that followed. After the bouquet was long gone, I continued working on the painting here and there, as I'm wont to do, each time savoring the memory of a very sweet day.
Thank you for being there and looking at my art.
Have a sweet start to your 2018!
