Black raspberries yet to come is a small painting of mine that is currently on display at the local Roast ‘N’ Brew down the street. The 12” x 12” canvas is part of a floral-themed group show that continues through the end of August. I’ve no idea what these flowers are called, but what I loved about them was that the different colours were blooming on the same plant. Like candy. The flowers grow in our madly untended garden in the woods in a patch where black raspberries will eventually appear.
This painting makes me think of granny teacups or old, faded wallpaper. I peer into the coffee shop every day as I walk by; it’s nice to see it from the sidewalk. I wave to it with my mind. I guess I sort of miss it.
