fog + forsythia forming
wish you could experience the odor of fresh oil paint in the studio [mmm?, scratch’n sniff interactive blog] - my first foray into oils was at the age of six - been hooked ever since - even now when i walk through a gallery where i don’t appreciate the art, if it smells of oils - i stick around a little longer - so sensuous, magical, serene, maybe promising ...
if hope had a smell ...
like the smell of an old book and the feel of its pages between your fingertips ...
i used to love falling asleep with books - breathing the thoughts and dreaming ...
bill gates has plasma screens throughout his home displaying art to fit his mood - ‘so jetson’ ...
every brush stroke is like a fingerprint - completely unique in its content, form, intention, and place in time ...
all adding up to ...
time to paint ...
