It was a pleasant spring day in Paris as I strolled along the Seine River. The blossoming colors of the city and the glorious scents drifting through its streets and gardens stayed with me. While working on this painting, those memories came rushing back, filling each brushstroke with the feeling of being there once again.
It was a pleasant spring day in Paris as I strolled along the Seine River. The blossoming colors of the city and the glorious scents drifting through its streets and gardens stayed with me. While working on this painting, those memories came rushing back, filling each brushstroke with the feeling of being there once again.