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New Watercolor...Last of my Floral Collection
This Pink Gladiolus has been sitting in my file for sometime...just waiting it's turn. The painting has quite a story behind it or perhaps had "quite a story ON it".
I had just about finished the painting when a friend stopped by with her 3 year old granddaughter. Her granddaughter had to go 'potty' and since the bathroom is just across from my studio grandma and I went in to admire my latest painting.
Grandma had coffee and was standing a couple of feet back so as not to take a chance of spilling anything. All the sudden...the bathroom door flew open and in came Jessy...running full force and grabbed grandma by the legs.
What happened next was like a slow motion movie. The coffee cup went up...coffee flew into the air...and on to the painting. She was mortified. I wasn't happy but truly think I felt worse for her than for me. I took the painting immediately to the sink and rinsed it. Even at that I lost a good third of the painting.
I let the painting sit for a week...pondering what could be done with it. I cut off the worst damage on the right and fiddled with what remained until I had what you see now. The background was much lighter but for the most part, what I have here is good. Love the large flower...there were two more to the right and a couple of buds.
Oh well, a lesson learned...keep a closer eye on children when in the studio. It was such a child like happening who could really be mad at anyone. Grandma WAS standing cautiously back and Jessy....she did what children do...ran to give her grandma a hug.
I had just about finished the painting when a friend stopped by with her 3 year old granddaughter. Her granddaughter had to go 'potty' and since the bathroom is just across from my studio grandma and I went in to admire my latest painting.
Grandma had coffee and was standing a couple of feet back so as not to take a chance of spilling anything. All the sudden...the bathroom door flew open and in came Jessy...running full force and grabbed grandma by the legs.
What happened next was like a slow motion movie. The coffee cup went up...coffee flew into the air...and on to the painting. She was mortified. I wasn't happy but truly think I felt worse for her than for me. I took the painting immediately to the sink and rinsed it. Even at that I lost a good third of the painting.
I let the painting sit for a week...pondering what could be done with it. I cut off the worst damage on the right and fiddled with what remained until I had what you see now. The background was much lighter but for the most part, what I have here is good. Love the large flower...there were two more to the right and a couple of buds.
Oh well, a lesson learned...keep a closer eye on children when in the studio. It was such a child like happening who could really be mad at anyone. Grandma WAS standing cautiously back and Jessy....she did what children do...ran to give her grandma a hug.
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1 Peter 1:24
For, "All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,
1 Peter 1:23-25 (in Context)
For, "All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,
1 Peter 1:23-25 (in Context)
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