Last summer I arrived back in Boston with a generous bouquet of hydrangea. As the blooms dried, they each became subtly shaded and fragile, irresistible to both me and the cat. Here’s a painting of one of the remaining stems prior to its feline encounter.
I started this before Christmas, and needed to select a replacement flower when returning from my cross-country jaunt. It’s satisfying.
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congratulations on your 12x12x12 launch!
Ha, not quite so fast! although this painting is 12×12. My plan for 12x12x12 is more involved, a series – the same view, not sure what, possibly an interior or out a window, on the last weekend of the month at the same hour every time.
I did visit the new Blick in Cambridge to buy 12 identical canvases.