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Dream of the Blue Roses
16×20″
These roses (the pink ones) grew outside my former apartment window on a busy street corner downtown. In Ottawa, these roses are all over the place: in parks, alongside the arterial bus routes, and in people's yards. They are big, open, floopy roses. I tended to these ones as best as I could, though they had been there long before I was. I could watch people literally stop to smell the roses while cars, trucks and ambulances roared past. While in the midst of drawing this piece, I lay down to rest and literally had a half-asleep dream of the roses as blue, so I finished up the piece with blue roses. While I breathed in the exhaust fumes of my very hot apartment, I imagined a park for my roses to play in.
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