The Weight of Winter
It is always difficult for me to see the garden fade with the coming of winter. It seems such a pity to see the flowers fade.
The roses don't give up easily. There always seems to be a bud or two hanging on until Christmas, blooming against all the odds.
For me, winter has a weight to it. It comes a such a cost to the delicate things. In my painting, this fragile rose struggles on and shows its beauty in spite of the cold and the snowy burden it bears.
This original watercolor has SOLD.
The roses don't give up easily. There always seems to be a bud or two hanging on until Christmas, blooming against all the odds.
For me, winter has a weight to it. It comes a such a cost to the delicate things. In my painting, this fragile rose struggles on and shows its beauty in spite of the cold and the snowy burden it bears.
This original watercolor has SOLD.