All is well and good in the world. Why did no one tell me how much fun it is to paint porcelain?? I think I might have to do more of this... I feel like I can see light again- not THE light, but light. As in light, shadows, reflections, etc. Something that you might find really lame, but it really was the reason why I started painting in the first place. When I painted flowers, that's all it was, really. Light, shadow, and reflection. POOF! Out came a flower. Just like that. With my pot of brunswick stew bubbling away on the stove and this beautiful snow we're having, (oh and the kids are both still asleep), I am quite at my leisure.... ahhhh
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