The amazing thing about this painting is that I stopped. I didn't overwork it, no one had to hit me over the head to make me stop, and I have left it alone. It's different for me because it's a watercolor, and except for my journal, I rarely do watercolors. One thing I really like about watercolors is that I can easily take them with me anywhere, unlike oil paints. Oil paints are heavy, require odorless mineral spirits for cleanup, and are very messy. I still love them, though.
The Pieces of Eight had a wonderful art show and sale Saturday and we met so many nice people. It was a great team effort. I had to say goodbye to my "Little Hikers," above, my painting of children at Silver Springs. I have to say that people interested in art seem to be the nicest people, and it is invigorating to be able to share what we have worked on in our studios all year long.
This is a very old painting, circa 2009, just a quick little miniature. I was reminded of it when my niece, who has a wonderful nursery, brought me a lot of very beautiful and unusual succulents at Christmas. A lot of them have fantastical blooms, so I'll be glad to see those when Spring arrives. Below is a picture of one of her Huernias, a genus from Eastern and Southern Africa. This one is called Elvis. See more at Paradise Found Nursery online.