Aug 21, 2024
Media: Acrylic on deep stretched canvas
Size: 24x12 in
When I was a child my dad bought some property on Shell Creek, backwater of the St. Johns River in Florida. We would visit with the couple who ran a fish camp on the place next door. At the water’s edge, bumping up against the boats, were water hyacinths so thick you couldn’t see the black water underwater them. Lotuses have their roots in the mud, but water hyacinths have a dense mat of roots that hang in the water under the plant. This painting evolved into, or from, that memory, but they were water hyacinths, not lotuses. When I was a child my dad bought some property on Shell Creek, backwater of the St. Johns River in Florida. We would visit with the couple who ran a fish camp on the place next door. At the water’s edge, bumping up against the boats, were water hyacinths so thick you couldn’t see the black water underwater them. Lotuses have their roots in the mud, but water hyacinths have a dense mat of roots that hang in the water under the plant. This painting evolved into, or from, that memory, but they were water hyacinths, not lotuses. |