visceral beginnings - spring - daffodils

Sometimes the first brushes of color tell the whole story and you wonder whether  enough has been said. But usually, after spending time with the subject, you realize there are more layers to discover and unveil on the canvas. As I paint this one, the subject first struck me in a purely visceral way - a saturated and vibrantly colored burst of spring - transient, get-it-down-fast, before it wilts impression.

Then, slowly more unfolding, these flowers are touching each other so delicately, those  are crushed up against each other, some are beginning to droop and fade, while some are just slightly open buds. And the vases that hold them...these are three sisters. Now back to the visceral before too much chatter muddies the impetus.