I just finished a painting for my daughter. She is returning to college in Chicago in a few weeks, and will be sharing an apartment instead of living in the dorms. She wanted a painting of poppies to remind her of home in sunny California. So… “Poppies for Jazz” it is!
I painted a good portion of the piece at the Montrose Art Walk in July. I always like to work on a painting in my booth when I do art fairs.
Here is my progress at the art fair…
Then it sat on my easel in the studio for a few weeks while I finished up my July art workshops.
Here is another look at the finished painting. I love it so much I am making prints of it to sell at my next art walk in September.
So glad I had time to paint today! 🙂
Have a wonderful, creative day, Janell
Reblogged this on mihran Kalaydjian and commented:
Poppies for Jazz
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G.o.r.g.e.o.u.s. 🙂
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Thank you!
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Lovely painting. Poppies are so bold and beautiful!
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This is a lovey gift for your daughter.
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You are welcome.
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Beautiful!
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An absolute beauty in it’s vibrant, stunning red glory!
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Fabulous painting Janell – a treasure for your daughter! Loved seeing your work at the art fair.
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Thanks. It was fun to paint at the fair.
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How gorgeous! Love the vibrant colors!
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Amazing!
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Thank you!
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To Be Human
is to fall in love over and over,
to never give up on any of them,
to cry for the inhumanity, and try to
overcome all that surrounds us by creating
a closeness with those in proximity, both
geographical and philosophical. It is to
carry those loves in our heart, flooding our
minds no matter how gone they are. And
to put others’ needs first, understand their
flaws, work on our own so we can be
better helpers. It is to take it all in and
follow our dreams no matter how preposterous;
to pull apart another brown paper bag and
to write it all out, no matter how choppy.
So take my hand and make it all better
before I repeat the painful parts until
I can no longer act. To struggle past
obstructions and obligations, self-imposed and
expected; to wallow in joy, build strength and
change what we can for the better. To give.
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