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I couldn't imagine living in a country without the four seasons.  From the vibrant bouquet of spring and summer colors....blazing autumns to the harsh cold winters.  Each one offers it's own unique beauty and raging fury - and I love them all.

I still remember the thrill of peeking out my bedroom window and discovering the first snowfall.  It always felt like something magical had happened.....and it still does!  The whole world suddenly looks softer - gentler.  It seems the snow has muffled all the sounds.  Resulting in tranquil silence.

I struggled with this painting.  Originally it was a commissioned piece.  The scene was a winter stroll to the lake.  Commissions can be difficult at the best of times but the father of this client is a very well know artist.  My dimensions were way off - I had to use a different size canvas.   My commission is complete. I pondered if I could do anything to save the one I screwed up on.   My instinct told me to scrape the details completely out.  Next run the knife in different directions thru the entire scene and add lots and lots of fluffy snow.

TURN THAT NEGATIVE INTO A POSITIVE!!

Love to have you share your thoughts - Rene

I painted this floral and set it aside where it lay dormain for a while.  It just wasn't grabbing me.  Finally I decided to hang it at the top of my stairs - it did add the little color that I was looking for.  Later,  as I was walking up the stairs, the sun was hitting the painting and suddenly it did not just come to life;  it literally sparkled.  It was no longer the wallflower at the dance - it was the belle of the ball.  The million of tiny flowers - little specks of yellows, blues,aqua and white daisies along with citrus green grasses played up the firey poppies against a soft blue sky.  This is the stuff dreams are made of....and artist are always chasing a dream.

Chase your dream until you run out of breath...........then, keep running.