This work is also Live at Crossroads Art Center
Waiting for a Rider
Oil on Canvas
16 x 20 x 1.5"
In a small town a small inviting bench drew my eye and the bike seemed to be waiting to be a ridden. I wanted to capture the feeling that I had when I happened upon it.
In January, I had a dream that I needed to paint flowers. Since that time, that's what I have primarily done. Although I have always appreciated flowers, I had not looked at the intricate beauty created by every line, shadow, and vibrant color that makes up the flower. To me, they represent the fleeting nature of life. One cannot fully appreciate the short-lived beauty of a flower, and the delicate parts create a whole until you step back to see it all together.