I will never, ever get tired of spring flowers. I also love architecture. I love the way the architecture combines with growing things. The flowing, soft lines of nature contrast well with the hard, straight, geometric lines of things built by humans.
One day last spring, my husband and I were driving around in his truck looking for something to paint. We were driving around the Tower Grove south neighborhood of St. Louis. As we drove down a side street, I was drawn to this whimsical, charming and delightful home filled with all kinds of flowers and neat things. I introduced myself to the owner of the home, and she was just as delightful. I started this painting in the bed of my husband’s truck. It was so windy, he ended up holding on to the easel as I started the painting. After about an hour of this we both became quite uncomfortable (it was cold, too). So I took a photo, and finished the piece in my studio.