Dreaming of my childhood today… I can’t deny that I am a water baby, being raised on a lake in Michigan. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized what a special and privileged life I had. Laying in my bed in the mornings I could watch the Herons flying low over the water and diving deep to catch a bass. Fly fishing with my dad on the shore of our property, making my fort under a big Willow at the waters edge, and rowing my boat across the lake to visit my best friend, are childhood memories I will never forget.
No wonder that I am drawn to the reflections of water, and how the light bounces off the ripples. Water is an amazing thing to paint. Years later when I lived on the Coast of California, I would paint the waves crashing against the rocks, or gently washing onto the beach.
Now this water baby finds herself living in Arizona where water is so precious. Here we say, “Whiskey is for Drinking and Water is for fighting over.” I still have small reflections of home where ever I live and always have a water feature on my property to enhance my life through sound and reflection, light patterns and color. Occasionally when I get really sentimental I will paint those memories. My newest painting “Reflecting Home” is an example. What are your precious reflections of home?
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