Where do you find inspiration? And when you do, do you water it until it blooms? Does it have your own finger-prints? Does it scream out your name? Inspiration for me is all around. It’s in the warm streams of sunshine through my window; the little dimples on my daughters cheeks; it’s on the tender good-byes of my oldest son as…
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As a little girl, I used to pretend I could shrink and fit in the tiniest of places. Imagining that mossy rocks were giant mountains and I could slowly reach the top. Using match boxes, I would make myself a little bed to sleep in and flower petals would serve as my blankets. I would look into a bottle through its spout and picture myself…
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I adore painting on book pages and especially love the transparency of water colour and the manner in which the letters peek through the picture. I often paint on book pages and then glue them onto my sketch book. Perhaps in the near futiure I will share some more of my book with you. But for now, as promised, here is the paper Magnolia…
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Dear Heaven, I give thanks to thee For things I did not know before, For the wisdom of maturity, For bread, and a roof, and for one thing more… Thanks because I still can see The bloom on the white magnolia tree! Helen Deutsch I have always admired the beauty of the Magnolia tree… …with its large, yet delicate flowers. The…
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Hi sweet friends, I hope you had a lovely weekend and your week has gotten off to a great start.As I’m sure is the case with many of you, I don’t particularly welcome Mondays very well. I find it so hard to wave goodbye to the kiddies as they re-enter their own world at school and seeing hubby walk away as he faithfully goes to work is always a bitter…
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