Oil on ceramics.
I picked up a single rose on my morning walk. The florist is now my friend. He has seen his flowers on my canvas, from a picture on my cellphone and has decided to be cordial to me. I painted this yellow beauty with simple but bold charisma and filled up the sides witha lively border.
I picked up a single rose on my morning walk. The florist is now my friend. He has seen his flowers on my canvas, from a picture on my cellphone and has decided to be cordial to me. I painted this yellow beauty with simple but bold charisma and filled up the sides witha lively border.
People often ask me why my motifs have asymmetry as a recurring feature. I ask them, " Have you ever seen complete, geometrical symmetry in nature? Leave it loose; enigmatic, flattering, waiting to be enhanced. "
