I have new art to share with you on this Mother’s Day weekend.
That Rainy Day in Paris
16 x 20, Not for Sale
This painting is my gift to myself. No, I did not intentionally paint myself a Mother’s Day present, but when you paint a memory as sweet as this, you are not going to sell it.
This is from my most recent trip to Paris with my girls. It is a collection of several photos combined into the memory, sealed in my head. Yes, I do paint from photos. But only my own and never an exact copy of the photo – if I wanted that I would just print it.
This was our second day in Paris – it rained the entire week. We visited the L”Orangerie that morning and we were walking through the Tuileries garden in search of a cafe for lunch, when the Eiffel Tower peaked out from behind the trees.
We were all wet and cold, but my girls insisted they were from Seattle and thus did not carry umbrellas. I did have an umbrella and they constantly complained about me poking them with it.
Alyssa had on her favorite coat with the fur collar, when she reached up on tippy toes and gave Alex a squeeze. And Alex, she had on her favorite green plaid pants. That tender moment stays with me and that is the memory I painted.
With much love,