Showing posts with label crimson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crimson. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Her's and His




"Her's" 4x4" miniature oil on black canvas board




 "...And His" 4x4" miniature oil on black canvas board

"Abundance is not something we acquire. It is something we tune into." - Wayne Dyer
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"Abundance is not something we acquire. It is something we tune into." - Wayne Dyer
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 "A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song" —Lou Holtz 

Here's a bright young pair of male and female cardinals, donned in thick warm crimson layers of feathery down, singing a duet while foraging for seeds and fruit from high branches. "Like two birds of a feather, they stick together" throughout the blast of winter's deep chill.

I wanted to keep these paintings simple by limiting the number of brush strokes, as I did with the simple shapes found in my black capped chickadee posted earlier this week. However these fledglings just seemed to require more information in order to portrait the soft feel of fluffy plumes and quill on their chubby forms. 

I have posted these paintings as a pair so as not to split them up, but let's face it, divorce happens...so they are also available individually. ; )

Thank you for perching with me for a moment or two. 

nancy 

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Monday, July 1, 2013

SOLD -Sunflower Power

"Sunflower Power" 6x6" oil on gessobord
"From the center of my soul, a flower grows inside me, A love that makes me whole, a budding love that sets me free."  — Marilyn von Waldner

What is it about sunflowers that affectionately make me smile? Perhaps it's the rough weathered brown faces on these tough old broads as they fearlessly take on the sun in marathon staring contests. Herculanean towers of strength, they pose in stately composure bending only for an occasional breeze. Obviously sunflowers are all females adorned in such frilly bonnets; no guy I know would be caught dead in such an ostentatious display of color.

These wild hot spots of yellow and crimson are golden treasures which can be seen sprinkled across empty verdant fields, or found alongside an occasional fence post. Donning all-knowing, scarecrow-like smiles, they joyfully offer up their seeds to hungry birds and frantic field mice. 
At the end of a day—if you get really quiet and listen very closely—you can sometimes even hear these glowing beauties chanting ever-so-softly in a chorus of perpetual praise. 
I hope your day is just a bit brighter...thanks for popping up today.
nancy

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Online Gallery  • E-mail Graphic Design Studio