Wildflowers call to me as I pass them on my walks in the woods. Sometimes they seem to have lives of their own. This wildflower garden seemed to be joyfully dancing in the sun.
13” x 13” Framed - encaustic paint, oil stick
Wildflowers call to me as I pass them on my walks in the woods. Sometimes they seem to have lives of their own. This wildflower garden seemed to be joyfully dancing in the sun.
13” x 13” Framed - encaustic paint, oil stick