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Mar 31, 2015
Media: Oil on primed wood panel
Size: 6x6 in
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Today was absolutely gorgeous here in North Georgia. Time to say goodbye to the Pansies. Down here, Pansies are what we plant in the fall. They don't mind the cold, sticking around through the worst months of winter when everything else has given up. They maintain their bright and cheerful attitudes, showing off their vibrant purples, yellows, and reds. (So why are they called Pansies? Isn't that the slang for being weak or frail?) Anyway, as pretty as they are, I'm still ready to say adios.
You may be able to tell that flowers are not my forte'. In fact, I think I've only ever painted them one other time, years ago. Painted these today out on the deck using my new easel.
Today was absolutely gorgeous here in North Georgia. Time to say goodbye to the Pansies. Down here, Pansies are what we plant in the fall. They don't mind the cold, sticking around through the worst months of winter when everything else has given up. They maintain their bright and cheerful attitudes, showing off their vibrant purples, yellows, and reds. (So why are they called Pansies? Isn't that the slang for being weak or frail?) Anyway, as pretty as they are, I'm still ready to say adios.
You may be able to tell that flowers are not my forte'. In fact, I think I've only ever painted them one other time, years ago. Painted these today out on the deck using my new easel. |