Some of the flowers which mom painted on stemware for me. We both loved the same ones. Funny enough, we both tried to grow Johnny Jump-ups and Forget-me-nots from seed, to no avail. Three years after her passing, I've finally grown both from seed. Three is my favorite number...I'm betting it was hers, as well. :) <3
This early oil on board-backed canvas, was created by mom on her honeymoon. It is one of three paintings which mom hid from the world, which suffered from mildew and abuse; miraculously restored by an artist in Asheville, NC.
Leaving Yellowstone Park, mom did her first oil on board-backed canvas. This is one of three paintings, of which she was not pleased. Being her own worst critic, she stashed these in the humidity poisoned storeroom. This severely mildewed and deteriorating painting was restored for us by an angel in Asheville!
This painting of my dad's corn field, was restored. It's an oil on stretch canvas which was slightly torn and suffered from mildew.
Old mill, on DuPont property, in PA. One of mom's earlier paintings. Oil on stretch canvas.