Alison and I have been good friends for some twenty years now, and we generally exchange small-ish gifts at Christmas and birthdays. Missing her lately, I've looked at books, especially, and at the Porto soaps as well, thinking of what I might choose for her if she were home. But I would never have dreamed that she'd have planned ahead and left a gift for me and I could never have imagined that she'd give such a beautiful, substantial, HUGE gift as this lovely painting of poppy pods in a tranquilly blue vase.
If you've clicked on the links I've left here in earlier posts, you may already have been following Alison's year-long sailing adventure with her husband, Kim, and you'll have seen the watercolours that enliven her posts -- so you can see how talented she is (she's an accomplished poet and creative non-fiction writer as well, with books and prizes to her credit). We've bought several of her paintings through the years, and I'm thrilled to be able to add these poppies to my collection.
Naturally, we were eager to get the painting up on the wall, but at first were stymied about where it could find a spot -- we seem to have more windows than walls, and the walls downstairs have all been claimed. We tried to think what could be shifted where and what might be combined to advantage, and we were debating moving a large-ish painting at the bottom of the stairway. We looked up the stairs, though, and registered the colours combined there, looked at the painting again, and . . .
What do you think? Is that meant to be? When I showed this photo to my daughter, Megan, she asked if Alison had seen this spot and painted the vase-with-poppy-pods deliberately for its colours. I don't think that's the case (Alison?), but the results certainly suggest that possibility. Look at the combination of blue and wood/tan (the paint colour Benjamin Moore calls Boardwalk).