I came down with a summer cold and am feeling rather sorry for myself.
still life with, umm, parasol and….swiss cheese?
What is the story here? Circus dreams? Maybe I just read too many comic books. Or maybe I’m just personifying my paintbrushes.
I’ve been finding it restful to focus on line and pattern.
beach dreams and memories
Why is the hermit crab gathering lilies in a carp pond? I do not know, but I hope they’re welcome.
Midsummer night’s dreaming