Bits of blue swirl around the painting and even dance into the center of the flowers. It's a cool blue, like the sky outside today as the cold snap begins to lift and the cardinals return to the garden.
I also stained a small shaker box made by a friend in a local woodworking group. It's amazing the level of craftsmanship all around us if we look for it. There seems to be a special warmth and life to objects carefully made by hand, don't you think so?
I wasn't happy with the finish I'd applied to the box so I went back to this and reveled in the fact that flinging paint is SOOO therapeutic and always makes me feel better. Give it a try, I think you'll like it.
