Forsythias will always remind me of beautiful Spring days at my parents house in Massachusetts. They were one of my mom's favorite flowers and she would grow them in her yard and decorate with them in her home during the Spring months. I never realized how comforting it would be to see these flowers several years later after my mom left this earth.
Sometimes the things that remind us of loved ones feel sad, but there's a slight comfort as well. This is the weird thing about memories. But as I was painting these flowers, I was comforted. And upon looking up the meaning of the Forsythia flower, it means "anticipation." I realized that the comfort of these memories lies in the hope that I will see my mom again. I know where she is and I know the way there. There's a true anticipation in my heart, and that's the truest form of comfort!
I feel anticipation is an emotion we should all carry. Anticipation of Spring weather, anticipation of a breakthrough in medical science concerning this virus, anticipation that the storm will pass and the sun will come out again!
This painting was done on an 8" x 8" wood cradled board with acrylic paint and finished with a beautiful glossy varnish. It is framed in a black wooden 10" x 10" float frame.This painting is full of texture, bright color, and hope!