This year I have no time to spare. I am painting peonies with an aggressiveness I have not had before. I thought approaching them with softness was the way to go but it turns out not to be true. The shapes and textures of these beautiful and sturdy plants requires a directness and now I see how to break down what was complex into simpler forms.
This one was painted for all the hero fathers. My Tom was one of them. He was the best "Mom " a father could ever be.
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