This painting filled a craving. The previous painting had the moody colors of a lily pond. My insides called out to paint with sunshine. My brush water was the most gorgeous peachy orange color – it looked like fruity tropical nectar. This painting reminds me... 
One bright summer day, as I headed out to our side yard to dump the compost bucket, the color of these Rugosa Roses grabbed my eye. I ran back out with my camera and hopped up on the rock wall to capture the flowers. Honey bees had come flying around – such... 
Another large painting! These Graham Thomas roses grow in the same garden as the persimmons I’ve paintied. I was in our Fairfax neighbor Jen’s garden down the street late in the afternoon one day in early this summer to take photos of her Queen Anne... 
L’Hay les Roses is an absolutely phenomenal, even overwhelming rose garden in a suburb south of Paris. I visited it one Saturday in June, several weeks after arriving in France in 1996. It had been gray and cloudy since I’d arrived. This was the first... 
My work is in direct linage to the art made by Joseph Raffael. A painting of a cluster of pale roses with pink edges called “Roses Reverie” that came in an email knocked my socks off – and kicked off a hunger in me to paint something like it. Photos... 
These roses hung down towards my face from a trellis in a rose allee in the Jardin de Plantes. It was a trip back to Paris, in late May, 1998, before I’d really begun painting in earnest. Yet, the photograph stayed with me, telling me to paint it, already! I... 