I see nothing as perfect as it already is. I seek a glimpse of something other. Beautiful hues dance like music within an open mind. Blood flows thru my heart and then, upon my page. Embracing, vibrancy swirls in the dance. How?
I imagine our vineyards looking like this as the sun sets. A countless array of shadows and light captured within a pink-violet glow.
This is what I see as I look out my window. Not actually imagination.
Painting by L’Adelaide Scott, Country Woman Studio. Dragons have always been a part of my inner world. This is a large watercolor done with large brushes, dripping paint and lots of violent throwing at the painting. She was birthed with no plan. Fun! Art therapy is effective.