I thought I knew what a rose looked like until I tried my first painting of one, thinking I was exempt from Georgia O'Keefe's thought about not bothering to really look at flowers, especially since I garden. But I wasn't.
The first O’Keefe flower pastel I encountered was so heavily covered with pigment I was amazed, a powdery surface not to been seen in books.
The oil below is from my favorite rose in the fabulous garden at the Barnes Foundation outside Philadelphia. ( Go if you have the chance, only Impressionist paintings not to be seen elsewhere). I loved the pink, pink, pink. But as complicated as the rest of nature, once you really look!
|
In the Pink Oil 6 x 6 |