I hope to get a painting done today, but the reality is that I may not. I have a head cold and I’m sitting here breathing through of my mouth while hoping that my ears will clear up. I feel as if I’m under water.
I visited the Library last week because I had a request from my daughter to paint a water Lilly or a lotus for her. I’m not sure what the difference is yet but perhaps this book will tell me.
The Lotus is a symbol, like the Phoenix, of rising above from the depths of muck to proclaim that they will not be held down. They are both survivors. I guess this is why so many people choose them for tattos.
The ponds and photos on “flickr” are all spectacular and I can see why the impressionists and Monet in particular would paint them over and over. I think I will paint the white one but they come in just about every color.
I wish I could find them around here. While driving about, I ’ve seen from the road, Lillie pads on ponds but usually they are lacking in flowers.
