As the storm is passing over
And the wind now softly blows
And the weeds and rushes bend in golden waves

Their hush of whispers and rustles
Sings sweetly in my head
A child of the forest and hills; I am but a slave

Barelegged I stroll through the meadow
Enchanted by flower and field
I am lost in mother nature’s sweet embrace

- Pandalana Williams


Oil painting on stretched canvas
Painting wraps around edges
Ready to hang

Signed on front and back

24" h x 36" w x .75" d
2 lbs. 8 oz.



Pandalana Williams
Kernersville, North Carolina

Getting to Know Pandalana

Before approaching the canvas, Pandalana Williams uses her vivid imagination to picture her subject in her mind's eye. While envisioning what she wants to paint, she imagines herself seeing it from all angles or playing it in her head like a movie. She especially enjoys painting from life, either from a still life she sets up or from plein air painting. It is not just an object to me, or just a place, but something that has created an emotion, she explains. When she paints, she enjoys listening to chamber or classical music. Normally, she spends about four hours a day in the studio but also enjoys taking walks in the woods with binoculars in tow.