Poppies (A symbol of hope)
This was one of my very early paintings. I used it today on my other blog for two reasons. The first one is that when I came to my computer this morning there was an email from a friend who had been looking at this painting on a website where I had posted it a long time ago. She was commenting on it saying that they spoke to her in a deep way.
Strange she should do so on the very morning I was writing in my blog about not being able to paint at all. Poppies have a very special place in my life. I just love the beauty of them and their fragility. It does concern me that such a beautiful flower can be used to produce something that creates such havoc in the lives of many. But it is also a symbol of hope at memorial services at cenotaphs every year.
When I started painting I painted a filed of poppies, small poppies in a great swathe of green. I called it, ”Field of Dreams.” This was painted very soon after and the strange thing is that having painted it I hung it in a local inn. An old soldier spoke to me offering to purchase on the promise that I signed it. I told him it already was singed but when I went to show him I noticed I had hung it upside down so the signature was not obvious. He said he preferred it this way so this painting was sold with two signatures on it and can now be hung either way.
This blog is linked to my other blog where you can read of the:- A Big Step for Nettie