Anytime there were fresh flowers in the house, they would disappear into the room where Ben painted. I had just picked these daffodils from our yard and straightaway Ben put them in a still life.
I am blessed to have beautiful paintings surrounding us. His mother made the quilt/throw lying on the table to the right. And the orange?
He loved to put fresh fruit in a still life too. I am thinking the keys were symbolic also, but he never revealed the meaning.
Ben and Ann Brewer were married 55 years. He did the pastel of me when I was in my mid thirties. I always thought Ben was more handsome than the way he painted himself.
Another memory of a widow. Love, annie in memphis
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