oil on canvas


The quince has a special place in my heart. I grew up in Eastern Europe, Romania. Every fall quince would arrive from my grandmother, from the country-side. My mother used to place them up on wardrobes or shelves and the rooms were filled with their fragrance. How lucky then to find them again here, on Salt Spring Island.

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