When I buy fresh flowers I place them into a clear vase of some kind and photograph them in a variety of settings. i love the way the stems look through the glass and water. I love to discover where the light refracts, and how the light streams through the delicate petals. When I looked at the photos of this arrangement, I was pleased to see all of the purples and magentas and how the light shafted through the bouquet in places.
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Acrylic on Cradleboard, 18×24x2/Available
Prints in multiple sizes are also available HERE
To view more of my work, visit http://NanceeJean.com
This painting is beautifully framed with a simple, contemporary treatment. The colors of radiant orchid and midnight violet make the simple gold frontispiece pop.
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It was a long winter. My beloved Dad died, after a difficult final battle. The weather was atypically cold and dreary. The eldercare for both of my parents was, at times, exhausting. During that time, I would look through my photo library for inspiration; any kind of inspiration. I did find inspiration there, in old photos of more lighthearted times, photos of our children when they were young and carefree, bucolic summer vacations, and photos of the wildlife I love so much. There was one particular photo, though, that stood out and I knew it was time to paint my version of it. The photograph depicted an old hand and his horse, at the end of a hard day. Both were weary and ready for rest. The long light of late afternoon shafted across a meadow and illuminated both of them in soft, bright warmth. Their quiet, trusting relationship was evident. At the end of a long, hard day, they had each other.
36"x24" Acrylic on Board/Available
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