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- Poppies Under The Texas Sky Texas Hill Country Wildflower Wall Art Giclee Print
Poppies Under The Texas Sky Texas Hill Country Wildflower Wall Art Giclee Print
Poppies Under The Texas Sky Texas Hill Country Wildflower Wall Art Giclee Print
"Poppies Under The Texas Sky" © Bonnie Feaster Chapa
Created from an original photo Bonnie Feaster Chapa took at Wildseed Farms in Fredericksburg, Texas, April 2013.
Open Edition Print hand signed by Bonnie Feaster Chapa.
Please allow up to 2 weeks for delivery.
Please choose print size from drop down menu above.
Printed on an ultra smooth matte finish archival fine art paper to give you the highest resolution and color saturation possible. Pigments are archival and resist fading. Prints come with a white border around them to make framing easier.
SHIPS ROLLED IN TUBE
In order to save you on shipping costs, all paper prints are rolled, placed inside a clear poly sleeve, and shipped inside a shipping tube.
Please make sure your shipping address is correct.
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My great grandma, Granny Opal Humphres, had a fascination with poppies. She painted poppies all the time and there was always a tin coffee can with paint thinner and brushes sitting around soaking for the next masterpiece.
I love poppies too. I like to watch their petals, like delicate, almost translucent whispers of color as they flutter like butterfly wings, blowing in the wind.
Spring time in the Texas Hill Country is overwhelming with color. My husband, Frank and I, took a weekend trip to a B&B in Fredericksburg in April 2013 with my sister, her husband and some friends.
When we got to where we were staying I asked my brother in law, “When I start to get close to this area, I get a little flutter, don’t you?” He asked me what that flutter was and I told him, “You know, color flutter, like artsy fartsy flutter.” He quickly said he does not feel “the flutter.” You have to know my 6’5″, loud, crazy, truck loving, oil well drillin’, Louisiana born, crawfish eatin’, junk lovin’, large and in charge brother in law to understand perfectly: nope, he’s not feeling it. If it’s rusted and covered in dirt, he feels it.
“Poppies Under The Texas Sky” is as close as I can get to explaining the flutter. Like petals on a poppy in the wind, the flutter of color makes my heart dance. I think Granny Opal understood completely.
"Poppies Under The Texas Sky" © Bonnie Feaster Chapa
Created from an original photo Bonnie Feaster Chapa took at Wildseed Farms in Fredericksburg, Texas, April 2013.
Open Edition Print hand signed by Bonnie Feaster Chapa.
Please allow up to 2 weeks for delivery.
Please choose print size from drop down menu above.
Printed on an ultra smooth matte finish archival fine art paper to give you the highest resolution and color saturation possible. Pigments are archival and resist fading. Prints come with a white border around them to make framing easier.
SHIPS ROLLED IN TUBE
In order to save you on shipping costs, all paper prints are rolled, placed inside a clear poly sleeve, and shipped inside a shipping tube.
Please make sure your shipping address is correct.
************************************************************************************************************************
My great grandma, Granny Opal Humphres, had a fascination with poppies. She painted poppies all the time and there was always a tin coffee can with paint thinner and brushes sitting around soaking for the next masterpiece.
I love poppies too. I like to watch their petals, like delicate, almost translucent whispers of color as they flutter like butterfly wings, blowing in the wind.
Spring time in the Texas Hill Country is overwhelming with color. My husband, Frank and I, took a weekend trip to a B&B in Fredericksburg in April 2013 with my sister, her husband and some friends.
When we got to where we were staying I asked my brother in law, “When I start to get close to this area, I get a little flutter, don’t you?” He asked me what that flutter was and I told him, “You know, color flutter, like artsy fartsy flutter.” He quickly said he does not feel “the flutter.” You have to know my 6’5″, loud, crazy, truck loving, oil well drillin’, Louisiana born, crawfish eatin’, junk lovin’, large and in charge brother in law to understand perfectly: nope, he’s not feeling it. If it’s rusted and covered in dirt, he feels it.
“Poppies Under The Texas Sky” is as close as I can get to explaining the flutter. Like petals on a poppy in the wind, the flutter of color makes my heart dance. I think Granny Opal understood completely.
