I like to think i am half way done, with my story. It's about the risk to bloom, courage, and i can not tell you everything. There are words, that can be read in either direction. Just remember it is not done yet, but how cool it is to be outside painting and see the changes with the season, it is no longer shadowed by leaves. I have been getting up in the wee hours to paint, right before the light breaks and with coffee.It is a gift to become a part of the neighborhood.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
The Mural
I like to think i am half way done, with my story. It's about the risk to bloom, courage, and i can not tell you everything. There are words, that can be read in either direction. Just remember it is not done yet, but how cool it is to be outside painting and see the changes with the season, it is no longer shadowed by leaves. I have been getting up in the wee hours to paint, right before the light breaks and with coffee.It is a gift to become a part of the neighborhood.
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