“I See You” 8×8 oil on canvas
Another collection of florals on a day where the impermanence of life feels especially vivid, especially incomprehensible. I have a friend who is suffering deeply right now.
I don’t have much to say about this one other than taking my knife to the canvas feels both therapeutic and, often, meaningless. Flowers are no more a comfort to the grieving than anything else. And still we give them, if only to say, “I see you.”
All my paintings from the month will be available February 3 at the gallery and online February 6.
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Written by Denise Hopkins
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