This vase is loved

This lovely iridescent vase has been in my

family for many years.

I use it often and every time that I do,

I think of my Father carefully and

lovingly washing it after

the flowers that had faded away

were gone.

I can see him at the sink with his

hand down inside its narrow length.

Washing it oh so carefully so all the

spots of residue were gone

and no quick moves were made that

might break it.

Now I wash it with the same care.

And here it is for you to see.

It is about 14" tall and has such lovely

colors that play over its surface.

Behind it

on the wall

is another memory of

love.

All of a kind

 

Recently, when I decided to group all my stuffed animals and figurines of animals on one shelf in my studio, I had no idea that my Lucy was paying so much attention to my plan. She was!

Juxtaposition

 

Sometimes things present themselves unexpectedly. I was having lunch with a friend and was looking around as I always do....for compositions that might make a good painting. How's this!