Every spring, with the very earliest warmth, my neighbor’s majestic Japanese Magnolia tree blooms. Its flowers only last for a week. Less if it rains. Many of the “villagers” in our neighborhood pull over on their way to and fro to take pictures.
 
For me these short-blooming flowers represent everything that is exquisite and fragile about seasons and beauty. They are a symbol of the HOPE that Spring comes again. It reminds me that bliss is delicate and effervescent, but there is always more ahead.
 
12x12” original painting (13.5”x13.5” with frame)
Frame is black with an “illusion edge”
This series of four original paintings hang perfectly solo, in pairs, or in groups. Collector’s choice!!