The vase becomes a portrait known to me over time.  I portray its form and colors in a still life where flowers separated from their roots float over a blue glass and unexpected balances between an apple and a goblet seem unlikely and surreal.

In these paintings, two atmospheric spaces, like changing skies, divide the paper and serve as backgrounds for objects drawn delicately in crisp, clean lines.

A leaf, a broken shadow, or delicate branch connects the two sides to become one.

                                          Marsha Solomon