Iris, my friend ( and cousin), this one is dedicated to you.
It is the moment for the native wild irises in the south of France to be blooming. I saw them on my walk today…many people have a few in their gardens as they are so easy to pass around and cultivate.
I painted this in ink and pastel gras (oil pastels) on the same day that I did The Golden Bird from my post a few days ago. None of these shapes is really a flower but your brain wants them to be .
Love this. Iris were my mother's specialty. She ordered bulbs from a special nursery and grew them alongside our house. She would wear them and people thought they were orchids. Always very special to me.
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I love the flowers of Spring and this is so beautiful; amazing work.
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Beautiful Mary!
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