what boys say…

always sometimes make me smile. My art class boys arrive at my studio before i do. The boys decide to play basketball while they wait. I park in the garage & go to the front door to let them in, as i do, i notice that i have a WHITE POPPY! “Oh, gosh boys, isn’t it…

color outshines detail

So i removed the color, to view their form. seeing flowers this way, i can just image them unfolding in real time. weird?

how proud she would be…

My grandmother had flowering African Violets in her kitchen windows. I loved them as a child. When i got my own apartment, i bought some for myself. The flowers faded & died. I kept trying & i kept killing them. I asked my Grandmother how did she get her African Violets to look so beautiful?…