Happy Spring: magical, joyful painting

Untitled 64 (closeup)

I was planning on posting this painting that I absolutely love and makes me so happy when I think about it. (I was smiling when I painted it!) There is something different about it although still very much my style. I feel that when I painted it there was feeling growing in my heart and a blossoming. I have felt that grow stronger and stronger and the year passes. I made it at the end of 2007 at a time that I can only describe as magical...a bit like spring.

Today is the first day of spring and although it is cold out - the snow is melting and the grass underneath is green and the birds are chirping - there is that feeling again. I came across this poem posted on the Habitually Chic blog and it seemed to capture it all for (especially the last two lines) - the feeling of this new art piece:

Daffodils
by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud,

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the milky way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;

A poet could not be but gay,

In such a jocund company!

I gazed—and gazed—but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.


...and the art, two versions
Untitled 64 (acrylic, beads, flower petals on canvas):