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Every July and into August (until this year) tiger lilies bloomed in profusion in my front yard. In May, in spite of my protest, new landscapers tore it all out.
I really enjoyed the intense contrasting colors of the lilies and the sky which I felt so free to exaggerate in this little painting. The dappled light and shadow made by the leaves and flowers made lovely shapes on the white mock orange blossoms below. I'm glad I painted them when I did!

I grew up in a small town in Penna., surrounded by fields and woodlands with wildflowers, so being a nature lover came naturally to me. A florist lived nearby who had planted a field with daffodils stretching out as far as I could see and that's where my love for flowers became magical. In school I was our class artist and often spent recess and lunch breaks decorating with seasonal themes. Later I won a prize in a painting contest called "the meaning of America" with a painting which became prophetic for me. I painted two children, one black, one white playing on a beach and I have lived thirty eight years of my life in communities that were predominately African American. After high school I attended the Philadelphia college of...