Acrylic on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
Have you ever noticed the first buds appear? Everything looks bleak and then slowly emerge the buds…then one or two courageous buds emerge into flowers before the rest.
I feel like sometimes it takes courage to be the first: the first to see the weather changing, first to see the season changing, first to see hope.
But after a few buds courageously transform themselves, slowly, slowly, the rest join them.
How can we be conveyors of life, or hope and of the changing season?
Winner Painting Award: Hornsby Art Society Members Exhibition