Seller of a Green Tulip
Along the oceanfront of a seaside town, flower vendors sell hopes, dreams, recollections and symbols of love. The summer night is hot and filled with humidity. Suddenly, the expectation becomes frozen, and for a brief moment, the flowers strongly expose their scent and tenderness. I once painted an image with roses, and would take great pleasure in revealing it to my audience. They were only allowed a quick peek, but the robust smell of roses would remain in the room. Although the audience was impressed, I was not yet satisfied. I had captured the smell, sight and touch, but not the taste or sound of the painting. With Seller of a Green Tulip, I felt that I had finally conveyed all five senses.