I love it when a painting starts to come together, a plan begins falling into place, a path forward becomes clearer.
All good, happy things on a sunny winter's day.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
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“When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?"
"What's for breakfast?" said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?"
"I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet.
Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing," he said.”
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Why would you even think about wanting to run on a bloody treadmill when it's as clear as anything that you have so much bloody talent elsewhere....I am completely gobsmacked by the brilliance of the artwork and photos that I have had the pleasure of viewing as I stalk your site....am proud of you cathy...
ReplyDeleteWoohoo! Dont you just love it. :-) Gorgeous cant wait to see the finished piece. xx
ReplyDeletebeautiful!!
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