Postcard from Merion
Last weekend I was in New York visiting my daughter, and while wandering around Soho, before meeting her for dinner, I came across this outdoor flower shop with each tulip individually wrapped against the stormy night and all the flowers encased in filmy paper.
It seemed such a tender scene I wanted to catch it in paint. Backing up to take a snapshot, I ran into this sign.
Now I could only imagine a hoard of painters complete with berets and easels being banned from the spot by an irate shop owner who wanted to keep all the beauty for his customers.
Here, in flagrant disobedience, is my painting.