There was this lovely, tangled vine growing up a fence by Peet’s parking lot in Albany the other day. I’d just had an appt. with my beloved therapist, and the lusciousness of this vine and its pink flowers — which covered the entire back fence — was like a salute to life, to growth, to tenacity. Shown in a few square feet was the entire cycle of life of these tender hanging blossoms.
8″ x 6″ watercolor, pen on paper = $60