Yesterday’s Garden

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I’m told that my great-grandmother loved to garden until she was well into her 90s. I saw a newspaper clipping about her, which had a photo of her kneeling in her flowerbed to tug weeds.

My love of gardening must have come from her. When I’m yanking weeds or admiring new sprigs of growth, it feels right. When I’m bored or anxious, I head out to the garden. Nothing revives me quite as much as sitting on my patio swing first thing every morning to watch the day unfold. Birds show up. The breeze starts rustling the sweetgum and a nearby hydrangea. It’s all so…well, fresh. I like to freshen my art, too, by stepping away from photography at times and working with my Wacom tablet, art stylus, and Photoshop. Sometimes I alter a photo and turn it into a digital painting or collage. The image I’m sharing today is a bit different, though, because it didn’t start with a photo.

This vintage botanical collage print was created with many layers–handwriting, images, and texture. It reminds me of the type of flower that would have made my great-grandmother smile. It also makes me wonder what she thought about when she knelt in her garden.

Prints are available. Click image for info...

Prints are available. Click image for info…

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Quilt Seeds Mosaic

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My maternal grandmother was bedridden for over twenty years with a septic form of arthritis that took away her ability to walk. Her creative side kicked into high gear, and she created beautiful quilts, afghans, tablecloths, and bedspreads. I’ve photographed one of her vintage quilts in detail. This image was inspired by one of those photos. I’ve digitally re-patterned it, preserving the original colors of those fabric swatches. I call this new series “Quilt Seeds” because the images are exactly that – “seeds” of Grandma’s quilt, re-created into contemporary prints. Prints are available – click image for full details.

Dream Lilies Fine Art Photograph

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“The world is but a canvas to the imagination.” ~Henry David Thoreau