I’m being told
by voices shouting just over my shoulder
that this one is all down to
THE MUSES.
Well ok then.
Returning from our magical early spring visit to the island
awash in the memories of fields of daffodils
it was fun to find a few of our own blooming in the studio garden.
This is a year of transition for the gardens
after a year of construction and heavy machinery ripping it all up
and sending well established roots hither and thither.
I was expecting
indeed looking forward to
starting all over again with a blank verdant slate.
But Mother Nature finds a way
and we found a few stalwart blooms fighting through the mud and straw
and were greeted at home with a tiny bunch of daffodils for the picking.
What’s that ?
Oh yes, sorry, THE MUSES !!!
Anyhow…
I was sitting in the new studio library going through old sketch books for new ideas
when I came upon some sketches done years ago.
I had called Herself over to the yard to help with a still life
by holding a teacup
over a watering can
which was supposed to be full of …
yep
daffodils.
It had been a last minute idea
and there were only two blooms left at the time
but as an artist we can fake these kind of things
think pre-CGI super powers.
Alas,
not all ideas for paintings make the first cut
and as this one did
get left to percolate in old sketchbooks
until
wait for it…
THE MUSES !!!!!!!!
Since a theme was beginning to blossom
for this year’s Granary Gallery show
it seemed fitting
or rather I was told in no uncertain terms that it was time
to resurrect this composition
and bring it to the easel.
It was totally my idea to put the watering can on the bluff.
TOTALLY.
But yes,
I’m always grateful
for those voices over my shoulder.
Ok yes…
THANK YOU LADIES !!!
