summer solstice, a new work in progress
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Just a few days ago I sold this lovely painting. To see her soar away into the universe is a symbolic gesture and the last string in letting go of my past. Her flying away completes a journey for me. She was created during a time in my life when my own path suddenly became […]
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest. —Shelley, “The Sensitive Plant”