mango memories

As the days of freezing rain, slush, sleet and snow arrive in New York City, I like to console myself up with memories of warmer climes. This is my interpretation of a mango tree – the ones that hung over the back porch of Marg‘s brother Billy. Man, just reach up and grab a mango for breakfast – no shoes required. Love it! I don’t know how anyone gets motivated to do anything but relax down in St. Thomas, with such beautiful weather and mangos literally falling in your lap. This is part of a memory series of paintings that I’ve been working with on and off for a few years now. I figure, if I can’t be in St. Thomas now, I’ll paint me some mangos and wait the winter out! – Veronica
December 26th, 2009 at 4:42 pm
thats beautiful. GREAT color.
December 28th, 2009 at 12:55 am
I remember the mangos and the porch! Beautiful!
December 30th, 2009 at 11:15 am
I love this! Gorgeous, HOT color!
December 31st, 2009 at 8:32 pm
love this Ron! i love mangoes too. and st. thomas.
here’s to good times in the caribbean in the new year! xo al