Young Summers

The magnolia tree livedin the center of my childhood,arms wide,blossoms like open handsoffering something sacredand oversized. They were huge,those petals,like nature had leaned inand whispered,go ahead, be bold. I spent hours beneath them,barefoot in the grass,watching shadows flickeracross aqua blue light,sun filtered through leaves,the world softenedbut still glowing. That tree knew thingsI didn’t yet,about seasons,about staying still long enoughto witness something smallbecome something new. Now when I paint magnolias,I paint that feeling,cool light,wide skies,and the hush of a summerthat seemed likeit would never end. -------------------------------- Mixed Media on 36x36 inch Canvas (1.5 inches deep) Completed March 2025 FREE U.S. Domestic Shipping. View international shipping rates at checkout. Painting comes framed and ready to hang with certificate of authenticity included for your records. Framing is handmade from 100% ash wood, sourced locally from Zebulon, North Carolina. Al