I feel compelled to tell you about the “Roses in January” painting. I did it in a fit of needing to be in a garden and needed to feel the sun on my face and smell the sweet scent of roses.
Deep in January is the coldest time in the world here and the most depressing for me. I have to escape into my work and get what I need there. I need gold and roses and warmth and stunning color to get through this month.
The woman is full and rich and determined and focused on what she needs to be focused on. She is making every wish she has come true . She will get me through this month and this winter . Imagine finding full bloom roses in the snow, Imagine how heavenly they would smell juxtaposed against the cold. Their hot breath melting the snow.