This is the second painting I've done depicting spring as a woman. She is part elm stump, with bark for hair. The red ferns are sprouts of maidenhair ferns. While walking with my neice Fiona, we noticed tiny delicate red spirals covered in whispy fronds poking out of the ground. After nearly 30 years of walking these woods I have never seen this stage of what is my favorite fern. The brown ferns sort of represent turkey feathers because it has been my bad luck recemtly to scare a hen turkey off of her nest while I'm mushroom hunting. Once, I managed to collect the eggs ( female turkeys usually abandon the nest for good if discovered) and have a setting chicken hen hatch the eggs and raise the babies, but that's another painting...
This is the second painting I've done depicting spring as a woman. She is part elm stump, with bark for hair. The red ferns are sprouts of maidenhair ferns. While walking with my neice Fiona, we noticed tiny delicate red spirals covered in whispy fronds poking out of the ground. After nearly 30 years of walking these woods I have never seen this stage of what is my favorite fern. The brown ferns sort of represent turkey feathers because it has been my bad luck recemtly to scare a hen turkey off of her nest while I'm mushroom hunting. Once, I managed to collect the eggs ( female turkeys usually abandon the nest for good if discovered) and have a setting chicken hen hatch the eggs and raise the babies, but that's another painting...
