The Ford Plantation
Two and a half years ago my sister got married at the Ford Plantation. I was lucky enough to stay at a house on the golf course. The host and hostess made sure every need was met. It was a glorious week. Every morning I got up and sat facing east watched the sun rise, sipped my coffee, listened to the birds sing and smelled the sweet jasmine that was blossoming, and did my daily painting. It was wonderful. I wish that life could always be like that, and maybe that is why I like this painting so much, it brings back the sweet memories of that week in Savannah.
Also, this painting was out of my "box," different for me. I stylized what I saw before me and made it my own. I liked that part of the experience too. The whole trip was delightful and the my paintings from that time were very fun and not my norm. I have repainted this scene on paper, wood and canvas several time and in different dimensions, and I like them all, I don't know if it is the style, or the memories that I like. And I become connected with a new family. Thank you Mary Kay and Paul.
