Painting
Garden in Bloom showcases the garden at the height of its magic. The centralized flowers and comforting composition evokes the same calm and serenity the garden inspires in Mary, Dickon, and Colin. The blooming archways create a feeling of endlessness, as if we could continue walking and never reach the other side.
Oil on Canvas, Framed
26”W x 38"H
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Painting
Garden in Bloom showcases the garden at the height of its magic. The centralized flowers and comforting composition evokes the same calm and serenity the garden inspires in Mary, Dickon, and Colin. The blooming archways create a feeling of endlessness, as if we could continue walking and never reach the other side.
Oil on Canvas, Framed
26”W x 38"H
Fine Art orders incur an initial $50 charge and additional handling and shipping charges due to the packaging and care required to protect the artwork. Our customer success team will contact you to quote and collect such additional charges, as applicable, and will ship within 7 days of receipt of their payment.
If the artwork is damaged in any way during shipping, please contact us right away with photographs documenting any such damages. We will seek to address the damage to customer satisfaction.
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What inspires the artist?
"The seeds Dickon and Mary had planted grew as if fairies had tended them. Satiny poppies of all tints danced in the breeze by the score, gaily defying flowers which had lived in the garden for years and which it might be confessed seemed rather to wonder how such new people had got there. And the roses—the roses! Rising out of the grass, tangled round the sun-dial, wreathing the tree trunks and hanging from their branches, climbing up the walls and spreading over them with long garlands falling in cascades—they came alive day by day, hour by hour. Fair fresh leaves, and buds—and buds—tiny at first but swelling and working Magic until they burst and uncurled into cups of scent delicately spilling themselves over their brims and filling the garden air."
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