THE NICE FLY by Lilly

I'd like to introduce you to a friend of mine who is trying to get a foothold in the art market.  Her name is Lilly and I think her work is quite fantastic.  And very affordable at $3.00 each.  Yes!  A mere $3.00.  So get in on the ground floor!
A little about Lilly.   I don't think she'd mind if I told you she is 7 1/4 years old.  She and I have been friends her whole life.  (I've known her twin brother as long, too.)  She leads a very active life with school, riding her scooter, swimming, baking, Disney visits and playing at Stone Mountain.  But she really has talent in the arts.  So I am helping her see how the art world works.

Feel free to leave comments or questions, subscribe to this blog (I'll be posting more of her work as well as my own) or sharing it with fellow art lovers.
Thank you, 
Georgia

Ocean Sundown, oil on panel, 5 x 10

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Atlanta, 8 x 10, oil on panel

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From a photo taken while driving back to Atlanta from south of town.

Okra, 6 x 8, oil on panel

SOLD
I once heard a comic say that boiled okra had the consistency of a combination of gravel and drool. I may have to agree...but...I found a great place to have lightly fried whole okra pods - a restaurant in Atlanta called Six Feet Under. The name is a play on two things. Fathom, a nautical term, equals 6 feet and the restaurant serves seafood. Secondly, its location is across from Atlanta's famous Oakland Cemetery. Such greats as Bobby Jones and Margaret Mitchell are buried there. I've painted there many times, it is truly beautiful. Check out the web site.


Another favorite:
Blimp, 18 x 24, oil on wood


Speaking of Atlanta, this is from around 14th Street and the connector looking toward Georgia Tech during the 1996 Olympics. There were blimps everywhere! I love blimps. And if that's not enough, we live near the small airport that launches the blimps for big events in the area. They have to fly over our house to get downtown and at that point they have not gotten to full altitude. Every so often, we would hear this deep hum and over the trees would come the nose of one of those big suckers! Our Brittany spaniel (aka a bird dog) would look up and then get into his prettiest point position. It was hysterical every time. They are supposed to point to help you locate the quarry. But since this vessel took up the entire sky, the point (lit) was unnecessary.