Thank you to everyone who came out to celebrate the opening of Quiet Memory this past Friday! The gallery was packed, and the crowd spilled out on to the sidewalk. I failed to get pictures of the actual opening, however, I did take some photographs of the installation over the weekend.
Along with everyone else who has come in to see the show, I am reminded of my own childhood. I cherish the memories I have of my grandparents in the yard. Life seemed simple, slow and so sweet. I recently came across this series of photographs of my grandparents in their garden ...



I have been working on a new painting inspired by the series -- more on that later!
A life without love is like a year without summer. ~Swedish Proverb