The time of day when the sky turns this magnificent color is called “l’heure bleu” by the French. It was my mother’s favorite time of day and although she’s been gone for 15 years, I still think of her when the sky is this color.
I painted this from a dear friends post on IG- something that I never do, which is to paint from a photo source not my own. Never say never! The exquisite camellia came from her garden; she ended up falling in love and buying it before the paint was dry.
I love it when everyone’s happy.