20" x 16"
Oil on panel
From my earliest recollection, I've loved water lilies and their gaggle of pads. I think it's the roundness of their leaves, the invisible stems, and their unspeaking mouths. I remember sitting quietly in a rowboat as my father fished, looking at the mysterious plants that didn't appear to grow in dirt.
Yes, it's this color on the painting. The lily was blue, the leaves golden, and the sky was reflected in the water droplets. It was an exercise in painting what I saw despite the believability of it. I like the colors, and it looks pretty cool sitting here in my studio.
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