I painted this because of a memory of my Dad. He died seven years ago and I miss him terribly. My parents were ridiculously supportive of any whim of interest I had. They bought me a horse at the age of 9 because I wanted one. I had been looking in the paper for my horse every week for months and one Sunday morning there she was. At the age of 8 I decided I wanted to learn how to paint. They enrolled me in a Summer class for children. The teacher liked me so much that she allowed me to continue during the school year in her adult classes. She was a lovely woman who taught me the best she could. Her style of painting was similar to Bob Ross, the happy little tree guy. I painted many landscapes and still life's. My dad called this phase of my artistic development "The lonely pines". Jim, my husband, wanted this painting for his office. I feel a kind of symmetry that Jim would like and want to display this piece at work.
