On March 12, 2011, my dad and I took a couple of folding chairs up to Monticello to enjoy a sunny, breezy taste of early spring atop Jefferson's "little mountain." My father wandered the grounds and then read from his history book; I painted these unidentified little flowers just outside the back entrance. An idyllic afternoon. Gouache on watercolor paper, 9" x 12"
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