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.
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!
Every nook & cranny is an oasis awaiting cultivation
Flowers cascade from every window sill and balcony. During my residency, I painted in Tuscany, Cinque Terre, Figline, Volterra, Florence, Cortona, and Venice.
It was not until I returned home, that I began to see the Tuscan colors seeping into my palette. My palette softened and my eye for selecting what to paint focused in on gardens.
Clotheslines with fresh laundry hung in every nook and cranny excited my imagination. A special connection to warm-hearted Italian friends stirred with every breeze.
Each painting appears to me a dream. Each window represents a person, an opportunity of a new friend. Some windows spill flowers, open and prolific, others just peeking, a few closed to shade the light.
Each painting seems to tell a story, an imaginary tale. Who would live there? What would they be saying? Would they be smiling, asking questions, or what? Would I recognize them?
A gardener myself, I get the message. Plant joy, drip water, fertilize with love.
Poggio Alla Croce
Windows and doorways like eyes peeking out at me.
An open balcony beside three sisters tucked into a window niche, side by side in the sun. Me, myself, and I?
Painting in Italy for two months, I’d wished to absorb the Tuscan lifestyle. I wondered what it would look like if it could seep into my paintings?
I think it’s finally beginning to show itself!
I painted these two small plein air paintings in my backyard garden of Mathews last week. I can feel the warmth and friendly nature ~ the joy of simply being here ~ in both of these paintings.
2 Backyard Garden Paintings in the Village of Mathews
A village landmark, this corner eatery is festive and popular with the locals. It could be in Tuscany? in Venice? in France? it’s in Mathews, Va!
I am so grateful to live in such a warm and friendly village.
Hunkered in the shade of the Halcyon building, I turned my easel 90 degrees for another village view.
Painting my backyard garden with a cottage silhouette gave me a new way of seeing a local landmark. The old Sibley’s Store takes on a joyful disposition juxtaposed with the corner garden blooming across the street.
Even the pole garden beside it lights up. I find myself wishing for blooming flowers cascading from the front porch!