When we were cleaning out my parents' house and storage units after Dad passed away, we decided to divvy up his paintings. Finally, we could all have a piece of his beautiful art. He never wanted to give any of it up, because they were parts of him. I wish I would have taken better photographs of some of them. This is a really bad angle on one that I dubbed Dad's Fire Bush. He never titled his paintings, so we just describe them. I had taken this one to give my cousin an idea of what was available, so that she could have some of "Uncle Rick's" art, as well.
I do believe this one hung in their home for many years. It's simple, yet interesting.