Tuesday, February 09, 2010

From Quince it Came

How delightful it is to select flowers from our garden to paint this time of year. One of our neighbors, who incidentally is named Quincy, was getting ready to get rid of this quince bush in his yard quite a few years ago. With his permission, I dug it up, and transferred it to our garden. After several seasons of mediocrity, this year the quince bush is prolific with blooms. It's still a smallish bush, but it's spindly branches are literally covered with spring blossoms. It's as if it suddenly realized that it is a quince bush and decided to start acting like one.

This painting is an 8" x 10" oil on linen.


Lis said...

this is a lovely piece!

Sarah Hazel said...

Thanks, Lis.