Every day I try to make time to feed my eyes. Even if it's just a few minutes spent in the garden or admiring the little neighbor girl's adorable French braids, I make a point of feeding my eyes every day. It's what fuels my work, feeds me endless ideas and makes life pleasant.
Today it was bluebells by the river's edge and a profusion of flowers in the garden just beyond the studio window. After several hours hard at work, I stretched and went outdoors for a few moments of refreshment. I feasted my eyes on lilacs and bleeding heart and unfurling fronds of lush ferns.
I just love simply looking at the world.
