is a painting of an apple blossom geranium, a sprig of which was given to me by a friend not a year ago. The plant amazes me and delights my soul daily. Painting flowers is a bugaboo for me...I don't really enjoy floral works, but feel that their complexity is a great learning and re-learning experience...now and then. In this case, the "reality" of the subject (the plant next to a southern-exposure window) was competing with my need for abstraction, and to diminish the importance of the support and the background. Woe is me. I did my best to meld the two stories. It was also an extreme temptation to over-describe the leaves, when most were being burnt out by the sun's late winter light.
I gave it my best shot. Will see how I feel about it in another year or so....while I anticipate the growth of this organic beauty.