I was feeling happy and upbeat last week and felt liking painting a bluebird. I painted one a few years ago that was loosely based on a vintage post card. We have bluebirds in our neighborhood and I love watching them soar about on my walks. The bluebird symbolizes joy.
Here in Atlanta like much of the country we are already having mild spring-like weather, birds are chirping and beginning to pair up and flowers are blooming. I even mowed our lawn last Wednesday. A Facebook friend of mine posted a picture which said “What a lovely spring we are having this winter,” which brought smile to my face but at the same time I wondered what kind of summer we are going to have in Hotlanta. Regardless, it’s hard not to be happy with this wonderful spring-like weather.
In Bluebird in Flight the joyful bird is flying over the meadow with the sun shining above. I so enjoyed painting it, layering the various colors on and seeing what came about. I hope that joy is reflected in the painting.
Robin Among the Dogwood Flowers is a new painting for my bird series. It seems that around this time of year I’m usually inspired to paint spring scenes. Spring here in Atlanta is breathtaking and each day brings new colors as the various plants awaken. In the past few weeks the dogwoods are taking their turn with their bright white flowers lighting up the landscape.
The robins are back in the hood. Last week a robin landed just outside my kitchen window where I had long close up look at him. Right then I decided it would be fun to paint a robin. One thing I love about painting is that it helps me to observe more closely the the world around me. On my walks through the neighborhood, I focused on observing the robins and dogwoods as I worked on this painting.
Robins symbolize renewal and hope as they are one of the first birds to return in spring. Some Native American tribes saw the robin’s red chest and bright yellow break as a symbol of the dawning of the sun. The yellow beak symbolized the rays of the sun and when seeing a robin it was a sign to speak your highest truth.
Today is the first day of spring break for all the kids here Atlanta, late last night storms came through helping to wash the pollen away. I hope everyone enjoys this upcoming weekend.
Cardinal in the Garden is a new painting of mine. Last week I spotted a male and female cardinal hopping about on our roof; there will be baby birds chirping in a nest nearby soon. Cardinals are such striking song birds. On Mother’s day I felt like painting a new song bird since I was thinking about mom.
My parents loved to garden, dad transplanted eight or so dogwoods from the countryside and in the early spring the yard was gorgeous with those dogwoods in full bloom and pink azaleas below. The songbirds that gathered on the bird feeders in in their garden kept my parents entertained while they sat in the sun room. This new painting is in honor of mom and dad who through their care and love of the natural world around them passed that love on to me. Thank you!
The first day of spring has arrived! I think my Brand New Day dove painting represents the happiness of this time nicely with the sun returning. This is one of my most popular paintings, I just sold another large framed print at the Flying Biscuit Cafe and am framing a new one today to replace it.
Here in Atlanta the flowers are blooming, green grass is appearing, it feels like spring! During my time spent up north in Brooklyn, when spring arrived I wanted to see daffodils instead of the grey slush that I would inevitably step in. Those extra cold months were very challenging for me, just didn’t feel right. The first spring we spent back here in Atlanta after having lived in California for four years, I felt we were in a fairy land. I’d never really appreciated how breathtakingly beautiful spring was here. There’s an Indigo Girls song called Southland in the Spring Time, that describes the feeling well. Where ever you live I hope this spring season will be a joyful time for you.
It’s a gray winter day here in Atlanta but spring is just around the corner. The daffodils and cherry blossoms are already out. I’ve decided to post a painting that reminds me of spring. Years ago when I was visiting a friend in the countryside, he took me outside to a grassy area where he showed me a tiny fawn curled up in some tall grasses.. It must have been just a few days old, it was quite a privilege to witness.
In this painting, A Gentle Fawn, he is older and walking out of the woods into the sunny meadow as if taking his first tentative steps to independence.. I enjoy painting fawns; their gentle yet alert quality intrigues me.