mango memories

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

Comments (4)

  1. Greg

    thats beautiful. GREAT color.

  2. Margaret

    I remember the mangos and the porch! Beautiful!

  3. audrey

    I love this! Gorgeous, HOT color!

  4. Margaret

    love this Ron! i love mangoes too. and st. thomas. 🙂 here’s to good times in the caribbean in the new year! xo al

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