$3,200.00
Not far beyond my house open space begins. In spring, amidst the budding oaks, native wildflowers, and bright green grass, you find signs of a home long gone. There is no concrete footprint, but a huge patch of domestic iris rises up on turquoise blades on a 90-degree angle. It’s such a surprise to see these strong stately flowers in the middle of the woods! The turquoise foliage of iris always make me think of Van Gogh. I saw his exhibit at age 7 in San Francisco and was profoundly affected. This one’s for you, Vincent.
This painting arrives ready to hang on a 1½-inch gallery-wrapped canvas with hand-painted edge.
