Day Lilies
Oil on Wood
Today would have been my father's 100th birthday. He taught me a lot about seeing. About noticing the mundane and making the most of it. About creating designs for living, and about leaving room for chance to invigorate them.
He would not have liked island life. The fog, the grey, the rain. He was a sunshine man. But I think he would have appreciated my neighbor's day lilies which today are glowing orange against the dark green and grey landscape. By chance or by design, there they are a spark of color reminding me of my father and his genius for seeing the spectacular in the smallest insignificant thing.
Happy Birthday.
Love this painting and your words...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Shoo. Glad to know it struck a chord with you.
DeleteI remember your dad gave a talk at our high school on industrial design. A fond memory. I love hearing of his genius for seeing the spectacular in the smallest insignificant things -- a gift you apparently have as well with your paintings.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful reflection, Susan. Delighted to have found your blog through our mutual friend Anne!
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