The cold bleak winter lingers over the calendar like a slow molasses poured over breakfast. It tastes sweet at first, delightful even, but after time those monotonous grey landscapes nag at us for a change. We miss those vibrant colors and new daily blooms that make us feel like we are witnessing magic again and again. Whether the melancholy is literally for Earth's season, or for the season in our soul, we begin to ache for the arrival of Spring and the blooms of Renewal. As we forge through the beginning of February, I myself am longing for Spring and thoughts of the Roman Goddess, Flora, come to mind. Flora is Number 10 in my "30 Goddesses in 30 Days" watercolor series. As I sit at my painting table in the studio, the faint light from the heavy overcast sky tries to peak through the windows and the cold rain creates puddles in the yard. Flora arrives on the paper with her wavy brunette hair. By her expression I can feel she is ready to bloom as well. Th...
Contemporary Folk Art and Spirit Dolls from the Blue Ridge Mountains by Jeanne Fry