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A single rose, painted on the smallest of surfaces. The background purposely indistinct: no stems, no leaves, no thorns. The vibrantly red petals and their asymmetrical but beautiful pattern are thus the focus and entirety of the painting.
Oil on Wood Panel
5 x 5 x 1.25 in
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not.
Ralph Waldo Emerson Essays, First Series, ch.12
Love is a rose but you better not pick it Only grows when it's on the vine Handful of thorns and you'll know you've missed it Lose your love when you say the word mine.
Neil Young, Love is a Rose
When the night has been too lonely And the road has been too long And you think that love is only For the lucky and the strong. Just remember in the winter Far beneath the bitter snow Lies the seed that with the sun's love In the spring becomes the rose.
Bette Midler, The Rose
If someone loves a flower of which just one example exists among all the millions and millions of stars, that's enough to make him happy when he looks at the stars. He tells himself 'My flower's up there somewhere...' But if the sheep eats the flower, then for him it's as if, suddenly, all the stars went out. And that isn't important?
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince (the prince is speaking of his rose)
Art as an Oasis™
Art as an Oasis is a series of occasional postings from the art of Carrie Kleinberger
providing a temporary respite from both mundane and monumental cares
complimented by words of wisdom from a diversity of others.