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The tops of these jars are really tough to paint in this small format. You have to get not only the proportion of the ellipse just right, but all the little lines for the screw on lid as well. But these paintings have a sentimental meaning for me - I used to walk to my grandma's house as a kid and pick flowers for her along the way. She would exclaim over them and put them in a jar on the table. It is a very happy memory for me.
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You have such an incredible ability to paint glass. and jars. And vases. And bottles. Actually you can paint just about anything ... and your paintings are simply remarkable! Thanks for sharing.
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Like the way you paint. Very nice work.
Your paintings of jars affect me in the same nostalgic way you described. This one is a beauty! Love your color choices and the way the light blue comes on up in the the twists of the lid. The judicial highlights and lack of hard edges give the jar a very realistic feel. The bright yellow is perfect next to the purples.
Love the memory. And, as always, your jar is great.
I love it! What a fabulous job and I am "still" so jealous! I would LOVE to do what you do.:)
CM, you are truly the Master of transparency, and color in metals and glass... wow!
We must have had Grandmothers who lived next door to each other. A vase is a container for utility, and Ole Mom got plenty of mileage out of her jar collections.
Your little euphemism of a painting here speaks pages of human feeling and history. Thanks for sharing.
PD
Memories for me, too. I like the way you use complements.
it is always nice to visit your blog again , Carol .
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