Whew! I’m glad to call this one “done”. It was a toughie. For days it teetered on the edge of “wonderful/horrible”. At least I like it. Little known fact: at the end of every painting, I say to myself: someday they’ll be FIGHTING over this! The gladiolas died right away. I saved them until the bitter end. Now they’re on the compost pile.
“Ain’t Got No Beige”