A wonderful weekend with my sister-in-law is still giving me smiles every time I think about our couple of days at the beach together. I don’t get to see her very often, yet she doesn’t feel far away at all.
Happiness Grows Between the Cracks
I started this painting that weekend as we were watching the sun set. She wandered along the water’s edge, while dashed out a few notes on these flowers catching the last light. Then we went to dinner.
It’s been over 6 months ago, yet the warmth I felt there is still aglow. You can see it in the shapes and rhythm of the flowers and their shadows in this painting. To me the flowers feel like joyful dancers, as puppets in the sunlight playing with their shadows.
The title? It just came to me. I guess I finally let it in!