When the Wind Blows Sunflowers
by Nancy Medina
Oil on Archival Panel
When the Wind Blows Sunflowers is a daily newbie in Flower Mound Studio and was one of my class demonstrations in North Texas this weekend. I always have plenty of help in the studio, with four supervisors. One in particular is most helpful when the ladies visit, because he does adore the ladies. (One of his favorite ladies is his Aunt Sherry.) I told Howie when he learns to say French fry, then he shall have a whole basket of them all to himself. He is wearing his beret today in hopes of charming a treat out of any gullible visitor who happens to be standing by the cookie jar.
Monsier Howie requests fromage, wee wee?