The white rugosas are from my yard. And the fabric came from an antique sale. The woman told me it was from Hungary. Quite a challenge to paint. It’s heavily embroidered with some kind of shiny, satiny thread. As the sun moved across the sky, it struck the embroidery in slightly different angles, changing the colors and reflections just enough to drive me nuts. For relief, I’d have to lay down my brush and go out and mow the lawn. Or pull weeds.
I wasn’t sure if I could pull this off, but I love a good challenge. Two of my best teachers, Robert Bateman and Clyde Aspevig, told me years ago “never be afraid to experiment”. Good advice. I’d be bored painting the same old thing all the time.
My two cuddly cats kept a close eye on me the whole time, purring their encouragement. And waiting for treats.
Here’s Picasso (above) and Mr. Wonderful (below).
Margie Guyot Art 