This is a field of yellow flowers. I didn’t note which species on my photo, but I know enough about yellow composites to know each flower is not that remarkable on its own. It probably had a woody stem, perhaps even slightly prickly, and they usually have a fragrance that is…well, stinky. As I painted, I thought of the thousands and thousands of acts we go through as mothers – the small things that alone don’t amount to much, honestly, they too might be just a wee bit stinky. However, if you can get a bit of perspective, by climbing a tree, standing on your car, or perhaps a stack of calendars and yearbooks the big picture can take your breath away.
From My Rotting Body, Flowers Shall Grow, and I Am in Them, and That Is Eternity
—Edvard Munch
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love the painting and the reading. both as beautiful as the artist
The quote is excellent. The painting is lovely. It reminds me of how we see things in our mind’s eye sometimes before our mind lazers in on the image.
Absolutely beautiful. You have truly captured a lovely field. What size is your painting?
24″x18″.
I know what you mean. Lovely picture. It has a gentle feeling to it.
Juliana, this brought such a smile to my face and my friend
Love…