Wednesday, October 19, 2011

new life


I painted this oil (see below) earlier this year, to capture the essence of a mother's love along with the security and comfort I remember experiencing as a child - precious things. The warmth of colour, simple patterns with searching tentative lines join in the song of love.
After three showings this year I heard last night from Fancis Iles galleries that it has been sold, which is good, for it has found a home where it can emanate its warmth from day to day. It can loose its price tag and its status as a commodity and begin its role as a friend and maybe a mentor.
I hope my sentiment is not too grand or fanciful, I hope it lives now on its own