Child of the pure, unclouded browAnd dreaming eyes of wonder!
Though time be fleet and I and thou
Are half a life asunder,
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairy tale. (Carroll)
The Beach
Oh, to be at the beach, right now. Somewhere where it's warm and beautiful. It's bitter cold today in Pittsburgh. If you feel like being at the beach paint it and your there. It's amazing the vision in my mind, "I can see the sparkling of the sun on the water, The white foam as the water curls, The teals the blues, The flashes of gray as the water sinks deeper. It's all there in the minds eye.
Castle Chair
Every piece of art an artist forms, (for lack of a better word). Lies somewhere deep in there heart. This chair I hold very deeply. The chair was given to me, doomed for the dumpster. I feel very fortunate, to have had the opportunity to restore it. I am not sure where it resides now, but I feel it had to have been sold to a wonderful home. Happy Journey!
1 comments:
Good Morning Kate,
Thank you for visiting my site and your comment.
I love what you do and our blog.
Beautiful.
I will work on the translation to English of my blog.
Look back later to see if I succeded.
Hugs Eva Agnes
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