I had no thought but ‘blue and gold’ when I started, but it ended up as communing with a magnificent rooster.
casting about for inspiration, a small b/w photo of Roy Cohn in the latest Vanity Fair caught my eye
Fruits can be reached through a tangle of vines. Some might have thorns.
(I’ve been picking raspberries lately)
I don’t know what’s going on here. Hubby says it’s a weird bird walking through the marsh, and I’m willing to go along with that.
Ruin says stop typing and pay attention to me. It’s a rainy, chilly day so I guess I’ll go along with that for a little while, too.
undersea decor
summer princess featuring new colors of crayon and paint
Hot day, wide open studio door, dog sleeping on the floor.
You may notice that I skipped ahead to August when I dated this one, maybe the weather got to me
just some pretty swirlies
I got home in the evening, just as a big long front of thunderstorms hit. Managed to extricate myself from keeping Jack the bulldog company, and run to the studio for a few minutes to dash this off.
Here’s Jack, guarding the house to keep the thunder out.
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