Each time I go to Liquid Planet, I am entranced. I forget about my tuna melt as I stare at this painting, contemplating the brush strokes. Each stroke is a meditation for me.
The artist seems to be A. Scott Miller. I am in love with this work. Those colors, the way the branch leaps off the page. The seeds that appear to be pearls. I never tire of staring at it. In fact, I've ordered many a tuna melt just to have an excuse to stare at this painting. The photo just doesn't do it justice. I wish this work were in my living room. And more than that, I wish I'd painted it.