I was at my mom and dad’s, in their garden taking photos of roses, when I happened to notice the lovely afternoon light coming through this rhododendron. The image that became this painting told me to paint it – it was almost a painting as it was. I just...
These are Elsie Frye rhododendron flowers, from a shrub that grew for a time in the Fairfax garden. It was right after the rain, in the bright, late morning light. After the daffodils, these were the first to bloom in the spring in that garden. They are faintly...
This dahlia is from Mike and Julie’s garden where the Zin vines I’ve painted grow. All the Browns were at their place for a barbeque one day in the late summer of 2008. The low evening light on this flower caught my eye. This painting swam in my...
This is painted from an image from my stay in France in 1996. I took a long weekend on my own in August to tour the chateaux along the Loire valley. There was an amazing and fascinating garden exhibition near one of the castles. These dahlias were growing in one of...
Dear friends Dean and Nancy lived for many years in a sweet house with an even sweeter garden. This is their Gravenstein apple tree. The configuration of the branches along with the delicacy of the apple blossoms in full bloom were the thing. Of course, I’m also...
I found this blue door while strolling through a tiny village called Quarante in Languedoc, in southwest France. I was on vacation with my parents. Those 12 days in France continue to be some of the best days I’ve ever spent on vacation, and I love being...
