Some Pretty Peonies

back in the saddle

I had to take time out from painting for a bit in order to take care of some family things. Art is always a part of you though, and it finds it's way back to the surface no matter how many times it gets pushed down. It makes me think of when we used to play in the lake, and somebody would dive down to the bottom with a rubber ball, and it always popped back up. We didn't know where or when exactly, but we knew it would.

The weather has made for a beautiful spring! Didn't have to go far to find some pretty flowers to experiment with.