In Maine, spring's rebirth lies deep down under the ground. March came in like a lion, and despite a brightening sun, continues to roar through the days with cold winds and even the occasional snow squall. There is still a solid pack of ice and snow covering most of my backyard. I trust things are growing beneath the frozen surface. While I wait (not so) patiently for the first early blooms, I've put out some colors of spring on my new glass palette.
Earlier in the year I was invited to paint a chair for the Teen Center's 'Sitting in Style Chair Auction'. The Teen Center is a great local resource for kids to go after school and its free to the community-very handy for working parents. Old chairs were donated to the Center and local artists and crafters spruced them up. I found this banged up captain's chair and reinvented it into a hot pink garden scene. It doesn't resemble anything that grows up in these parts, especially in March.