I often decorate my travel journals with a scene from my journey.
I actually drew this and painted it as we were headed out to fish in Alaska.
When roses come into my home they eagerly await for me to paint them.
The flowers grow even bigger in Alaska during the short summer up there.
The flowers grow even bigger in Alaska during the short summer up there.
Painted in Spain on a quiet afternoon from a café where they served me drinks under an umbrella.
Painted this on top of Black Daniel Smith Ground with Opaque Watercolors as an experiment in my sketchbook.
A gift of love from Mary to all who come to visit. Thank you Mary for all you did for us.
My whimsical red roses hold a part of my heart. Just like all my paintings.