Parrot Tulips

8.00"W x 10.00"H x 1.0"D

$250 (Shipping Included)

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Delmus Phelps


Medium: Painting

Subject Tags: parrot, tulips, red, painting, oil, contemporary, modern, realism

Media: canvas, paints, gallery, professional, wrap, oil, grade

Size: 8"W x 10"H x 1"D

Year Created: 2018

The eyes are said to be the windows to our soul. When viewing art, we are
allowing that beauty to enter our soul, to enlighten, uplift, and inspire our
being in ways that have been proven to enrich our lives. Put some art into
your soul today!

What do I paint? Things of beauty. It's just that simple.

I create my paintings out of need. It's not something I have much choice with. Painting is my drug. When I'm not painting, I'm grumpy, irritable, distant and moody. When painting, I'm in my element. All is right with the world.

It makes me feel whole and human.

I feel my work has a great importance to it also. It forces us to stop and take a look at the beauty that surrounds us every where. To allow light and color to touch that part of us that says we are alive, and that these fleeting moments shown in my work can be forever captured on the canvas.

The parrot tulip is such a colorful and intriguing flower. It's feathery petals with their multitude of color variations make it a considerable challenge to some artists. I'm always up for a challenge and I believe these are representative of this glorious specimen of the tulip family. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did in creating it.

This 8 x 10 oil painting is on gallery wrapped canvas and wired ready to hang with edge painted.

It's always interesting to hear an artist's journey, so I offer mine up for your review. Being an artist started very early for me. At 6 years old, my friend (Daniel D.) had extraordinary art skills. Coming from a famous artistic family, he had a great deal of positive reinforcement to produce art. I remember the beautiful beach scene he made for us in school with crayons. Blue skies, crashing waves, sea gulls in the air... I remember Daniel, tongue extended to the corner of his mouth, crayon pushed to the limit, extracting every ounce of color onto the paper as he mashed the wax down with each scumble. He had a vision and needed no preliminary outlines. Lot's of times his crayons broke (you weren't supposed to do that in those days), but at the end of the day, he was a 6 year old wonder. He was my inspiration way back then...I wanted to learn just how to do that! So I did.

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