The lilies have been growing wild in these waters for as long as I can remember. I remember as a little girl, being fascinated at the beauty and complexity of these floating beauties. Some people called them weeds. I remember feeling sorry for people who couldn't see the beauty in wild flowers.
This work is on a handmade gallery wrap canvas and the sides are painted black. It can not be shipped for a while as it is still quite tacky.
The lilies have been growing wild in these waters for as long as I can remember. I remember as a little girl, being fascinated at the beauty and complexity of these floating beauties. Some people called them weeds. I remember feeling sorry for people who couldn't see the beauty in wild flowers.
This work is on a handmade gallery wrap canvas and the sides are painted black. It can not be shipped for a while as it is still quite tacky.
Off to Toronto once she dries a bit!