Good Saturday morning to you!
Here's a brand spanking new artwork fresh off the easel. Enjoy!
The inspiration behind Squash Seeds:
I'm sure I'm not the only person to pick up on the idiosyncrasies of my parents. For me, one of them is saving small odd jars and their lids, like my dad.
Scattered around my house are several. Among them are a mini jelly jar from a Christmas gift basket, an empty allspice jar, and a very tiny half-inch diameter jar that once held peppermint oil.
As a child I was fascinated by the wide array of tiny jars in which dad used to store seeds for spring planting. I loved how the imperfections in the glass warped the view of the seeds inside and how the shifting light bounced off the seeds and anything nearby. I often would sit staring into one or another of them swaying back and forth to catch the least shimmer of light and color. I must have looked like a cobra sitting there.
Yes, I was always that weird kid who did strange things. At least now you know why.
So this is a kind of tribute to my equally weird and wonderful dad. When he passed away a few years ago, my siblings and I gathered up all the jars and bags from ninety-plus years of saved seeds. Instead of a handful of dirt, we each tossed in a handfuls of his treasured seeds.
I think he would have loved that.
Click HERE if you'd like to see what the painting might look like in a room.
Enjoy!
Jan
P.S. I'm holding off announcing the Spring Giveaway to give the winner a chance to respond. If I don't hear from them within a few days, I'll pull another name.
