Flowers. Think of the strong associations these have for us with love, both romantic and affectionate. Associations with caring and consolation. With spring and new life. With a joyful sense of colour and just plain being. Not sure exactly how the flower feels about it, but from my point of view, they seem unassuming and just happy to be - however brief that being may last. I remember when I was very young, a hippy friend chastised me for picking flowers to put in a vase. Then I found out that spring flowers, tulips, daffodils etc., actually live longer in a vase than they do in the garden; no more guilt on that one. Ah the hippy days. There was the time I picked some wild daisies to put into my hair - only to find out later that they had a lot of little bugs in them - eeeeew. But I digress.
As a painting subject, flowers maintain their lovely care free attitude. You can move that petal half an inch, and the flower's portrait is just as good. You really can't do that on a portrait of a person, with their nose, for example.
Today, I am sending you some flowers. I hope they make you smile.
