Here's another in a series of small paintings I have been doing. I'm enjoying the top down view, and these everyday colorful objects on top of rectangles of color. These are the scissors our daughter grew out of long ago. I held on to them, sweet, colorful tools.
Today I dropped a carload of teens at the Museum of Science then headed into the Boston Public Garden to paint with a good friend. It has been an atypical winter here, almost no snow, and almost no freezing temperatures. Predicted 50 degree temperatures with broken clouds seemed pretty irresistible... or so we thought.
Details tomorrow when I post the painting after I spend a little more time with it in my studio.