Girl With The Pink Bubble

Daisy blew her first bubble so big it swallowed her whole face, and her grandmother laughed from the kitchen doorway like somebody knocking over a jar of pennies.

That laugh lives in this painting. And somewhere, a grandmother is still laughing from a doorway.

Her bold red glasses sit on her face showing her confidence and growing maturity. Warm sunlite creeps through the left window, its light travels lazily across the floor, cutting through the stillness and finding her right in the center. A striking moment frozen in time.

Every element is alive. Her braids fall like they have somewhere to go. A strong movement of Rhythm Writing keeps you engaged, pulling your eyes across the canvas like a current beneath still water. It is a celebration of youth and faith in the energy of the sun. She gives us a positive reinforcement that our future is in good hands