I perhaps owe becoming a painter to flowers. Claude Monet
An abundance of Staghorn cholla spread over my desert landscape. You may see thorns and a dull grey green. I see the hope of spring that will emerge once more. As the darkness of winter ends and the rains come, prolific buds emerge. Abundant blooms burst forth in shades of pink, red, and orange. I also enjoy varieties blooming in yellow and fuchsia as well. The dry, colorless landscape becomes immersed in a vibrant explosion once again. I love this time of year!
Custom Framed Original 12×16 $1140