It happens so suddenly, the bright soft colors of spring, enter days of rain, and then on the next bright morning, the green world has unfurled itself. There is deep shade under the canopy of trees in full leaf. Plants shoot up and unfurl, hiding the mulchy ground they sprang out of earlier in the spring. Last year’s leaves and stalks are quietly turning into soil with the help of insects and microbes. It positively hums with life, this beautiful place we live.
And in the studio, I need more pigment in my wet paint pours, as my eye wants the richness I am living in.