Peonies

Peonies, leaf dish, and book. watercolor, pen and ink, about 6" x 9".

Alone one night this week I felt an urge to read the conversation between Julius and Farouq again. I took down the book and read chapter nine out on the terrace, while drinking a glass of white wine and eating a bit of Manchego. Then I had dinner, while this scene stared at me like a silent companion across the table, and then I had no choice but to make this painting.