My rose bush bloomed for the second time this season. I planted these last summer in dedication to my late grandmother who helped raise me as a child and who loved to garden. I was never good at growing plants, but these roses have been an exception. My grandmother’s name is Milagros, which translates to miracle in English. I always think of her journey to United States and related to my own journey here. I dedicate this painting to her memory.
I knew what angle I wanted for this painting as soon as I saw them. This was sketched yesterday and painted from life near my fence alla prima and laying on the paint thickly and working on a pre-textures canvas.