Today I posted three more paintings.  When I showed Mom my Happy Flowers, she laughed and said "that doesn't look like your painting!". She's right!  I started this with the knife, and just kind of went wild (well, wild for me anyway).  I could torture this one to death, but decided to leave it a bit raw and in the moment.  When I was in Provence, whenever we came upon a luscious sunflower field, Liz, the wife of the photography workshop leader, would excitedly declare  "HAPPY FLOWERS"!