This lady gave me a very difficult time trying to lure her out of the thick fog and mist. She was very shy and wanted to remain hidden away where no one would notice her. It took quite a lot of coaxing and negotiating on my part, but here she is for a short while.
Her wish was to stay in the background with the flowers blown around her by the blustery wind.
But as the fiery sky of early morn gradually gave way to the fog that blanketed all her world in softness, she shows herself in the mist rising from the protective marshes where she must return.
Painted in my journal, she is surely disappearing from sight as the mist swirls around her. The page will be turned and another unknown person will gradually, after hours of work, and much persuasion from me, emerge.
Thank you to Iris Fritschi-Cussens for the inspiration. www.iris-impressions.com