Oil painting is officially an addiction for me. So does that make it one of my vices? Either way, I don't care and I can't stop! I sit in my studio and go into a trance-like state, then before I know it, 6 or 8 hours have gone by! I start painting when my son leaves for school and the next thing I know, he is walking back through the door. I don't think I have ever been happier. This is the most therapeutic thing I have ever done! Now I know why "art therapy" is included in rehabilitation facilities and institutions. I get it now.
So this lovely little lady was painted by William-Adolphe Bouguereau and I humbly studied it and copied it. It is entitled Girl With Lemons, however I believe my girl is holding pears! They started out as lemons, but what the heck, I love how they took shape and I couldn't bear to redo them. Bouguereau is my favorite artist and I could sit and copy every one of his paintings. They are so ethereal, so innocent and pure. Well, he is probably turning over in his grave right now, but I would hope he is flattered that I hold him up as the artist I would most prefer to learn from!