Our answer to the door of peace, comes where we keep our dreams and sleep. Rest assured my words will shout, my tired arms. reaching out. First one then two and more words flow, upon a crafted winter wind. There is no stopping then I know, from out of mind,…
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Campello Collection. “Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.”― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream Art – Midsummer Nights Dream. 120×80 cm. Acrylic on canvas.…
It is lovely to find a small space to be creative, so…
Necessity is the mother of artistic invention. Without pencil paper paint and…
Our answer to the door of peace, comes where we keep our dreams and sleep. Rest assured my words will shout, my tired arms. reaching out. First one then two and more words flow, upon…
Campello Collection. “Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.”― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream Art – Midsummer Nights Dream. 120×80 cm. Acrylic on canvas. 200Euros SOLD. The…
It is lovely to find a small space to be creative, so I thought I would just share some of the fun moments I have had whilst painting.…
There are rocks in my river, dry and pitted, waiting for rain like old grandmothers waiting for the changing of seasons. Wiping their hands on faded aprons after peeling apples, bagging them and putting them…
I have never been lost for words, just occasionally I have to do something a little differently. The words that I have had recently ringing in my head, I would not expect anyone:- least of…
Necessity is the mother of artistic invention. Without pencil paper paint and plight, what is necessary to create, a crying child with hallowed frown upon a mothers holy gown, she lacks a canvas to present,…
Staying in Jaipur, I was asked to help out some volunteers at an NGO, They are coming to paint a wall on the outside of the school, in one of the backstreets in the slum.…
Because I like to travel alone, I can be selfish with my creative needs. Creativity fills you when you least expect it as it did one morning. I am standing on a rooftop overlooking the hazy…
