🎨I worked on this one for a while because it has more sentiment than some other paintings I've made.
💘On my 17th wedding anniversary, I picked these flowers in Provincetown as I walked down Commercial Street, hand-in-hand with Ondra.
🌺At first, it was only ONE flower I intended to wear in my hair... but anyone who walks from the East end to the West end, knows it's a pretty far stretch in high heels... and that the gardens are irresistibly gorgeous in Ptown! 🙌So I savored the walk by smelling the flowers and collecting just a few...
As I walked, I noticed that many blooms were hanging over the sidewalk, as if begging to be enjoyed...😉..so I picked them!😁 (My sisters said afterwards they'd kill me if it were their flowers!) 😂 But these seemed to be SO extra and the blooms leaned toward me in the warm summer air, swaying almost romantically to be swept home. 💞
By the time I got to the Red Inn for dinner, I had a whole bouquet.😍 So I put them in the trunk of the car, wrapped together with my hair tie, and I took a photo in case they'd wilt over cocktail hour. The darkness of the trunk surrounding such vibrance looked gorgeous in the photo.📸 It was at that moment, I knew I had to paint it (especially to remember such a wonderful, warm summer night). 💐
(Thank you to all those master gardeners! 🙌This really made me happy. )🙏🙏🙏
