When spring was here, tulips were blooming everywhere. They always remind me of my grandmother's house where they surrounded the walkways. The house was old, my father was born there, with no paint, and early in my life, no electricity. I also remember the dreaded outhouse!
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Congrats on all the followers! And this colorful study is lovely.
ReplyDeleteLove the colors and thick paint in this one. Fun hearing of your memories too! I wish I could be 500th but I already follow you.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully painted, Carol. I love your brush work...lovely piece.!
ReplyDeleteThis painting is really stunning , wonderful thick painting strokes and gorgeous colors ! Funny how something can trigger our memory :-))
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