River Rose

A happy childhood memory. My late father taking us kids to the river where we lived. We would spend all day there - playing, throwing rocks in the river and watching the ripples flow. We would spend hours there and I would get lost in its beauty as dad would tell us fairy-tales and make up characters and stories that he made sound so real. He had such a great ability to throw you in a world of imagination. Perhaps that is where my love for story telling started.

And so, River Rose was born.

190x122cm.

Mixed Media on canvas