Nicole's Story Behind The Painting:
My limbs felt loose and warm. While this first true spring day of the year rolled on, I continued to let out a squeal here and there about the color lavender, which sang out from Central Park’s emerald-dominant harmony.
I almost walked right past a singer belting under an overhang in the park. But the sound of her rendition of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” reached into my soul and pulled me back.
I retraced my steps. I didn’t even hear the bang of my bag when it fell to the cement. Instead, I stood still, immersed in her song. My body felt all swelled up - in a good way. It felt wrenching and peaceful at the same time.
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high, there’s a place that I heard of once in a lullaby. Where do troubles melt like lemon drops? What is that place high above the chimney tops?
When I was stunned into stillness by her operatic voice, I traveled to that place over the rainbow. When noticing the magic of lavender amidst a sea of green, I visited that place. And when I made this painting "My Place Over the Rainbow" I certainly took a trip to that place.
I believe that this place way up high, somewhere over the rainbow, exists all around and within us. We just have to know how to visit it.
- Subject Matter: calm, hope, beauty, transcendence, present moment
- Created: 2021
- Collections: Abstract, Into the Transcendent Point