Today's painting was done in the morning during quiet prayer time. I let the brush and my hand just do what they felt they wanted and this is what came forth. Since then I have been thinking about 9/11 and how it almost feels like yesterday; yet a lifetime ago. It's a strange feeling. Now, when I look at this piece, I can see the representation of that day despite my not trying to do so. Some say God speaks through our art when we allow it. I wonder if that's true; today it certainly seems so.
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This piece is similar to yesterday's. I needed more unwinding/meditating and it's perfect for Labor Day! My 6 year old daughter, Paige, ran to me with a "bouquet" she'd made out of leaves. They were a wonderful mix of fresh green and yellow leaves combined. That is always my visual reminder for the end of summer's closing in. The green leaves start to turn yellow and then red. Her little bouquet looked so lively and fresh; I just had to paint my impression of it. I live in New England and detest winter. It's nice for the first week and then I'm over it...why the heck do I live here??? No, the seasons are quite beautiful and there's always a tinge of melancholy when one closes. But, before that happens I had to catch the last colors of summer! Like the last painting, this one would look great as a focal point in a sleek frame. ( The actual watercolor paper is white; but I think the white-balance was off on my camera for this one so it looks much more gray than it really is. )