This is just a snapshot of a piece I’m working on… So, I’m going to have some more work done now… See you later!
Love it. Great colors, composition and the black splots are perfect!
Thanks Tim, but I’m not finished yet… 😉
I don’t know! You might want to leave it as it is. It’s really great as a minimal piece.
But it’s just a part of it…
Hmmm! The crop is great! I guess the photo has to be the it then;•)
We’ll see what becomes of it… 😉
Wonderful abstract, I love the composition, colors and textures!!! The medium photographs as if it’s something other than actual paint too. Very interesting. Good luck on your finish. =)
Thanks! I hope the finish will be okay too… 😉
🙂 Enjoy the journey…
I will! Just having a break just now after having dinner… 😉
🙂 Haha. Wow, it is morning here… I am about to have “breakfast.”
Hahaha!!! Enjoy your breakfast, mine was a banana this morning… 😉
Haha!! I will….off to make my coffee now. 🙂 Erica it has been a pleasure to meet you! I love your paintings, so I will be back!!! Take care… xo
Have a great day and a great coffee! Nice meeting you! 😉
Nice meeting you! (Still having coffee..)
And now, you finished your coffee yet…? 😉
I make it super strong – – so the caffeine lasts. But then it tastes so horrible, I have to drink it super slow (sip). LOL.
Hahaha!!! I like strong coffee very much and like the taste of it too… 😉
You can enjoy yours longer than I can I believe… 😉
You drink it black without sugar? It can be very bitter this way – but I still like it. 🙂
Yes, black without sugar… Love it! 😉
And you? (so I know when you come for a visit… Hahahaha) 😉
Well, I usually drink this with something sweet I am eating. This morning it was gluten free Chex (yum). So my milk was in the cereal! But normally, if I were say – having a banana? I would have milk in the coffee. Black is an acquired taste. So for my visit, I will take milk and a bit of sugar. Unless there is breakfast! Haha. 🙂 🙂
I don’t know what Chex is. I don’t think we have this in Holland…
The banana was just because they started to turn black and had to be eaten. Normally I don’t just eat a banana, I eat peperkoek or Brinta… (gingerbread translation of peperkoek) Do you know Brinta?
I will keep that in mind, milk and sugar or breakfast… 😉
Brinta? No…it’s gingerbread? Yum. I’ve had it yes. Chex is cereal. It’s very light and you have to sugar it. Well, you don’t have to, but I do. Haha.
You don’t know Brinta? It’s kind of a cereal and usually small children eat this, but me as well.
Now I’m going to watch some television to relax… Hotter than my daughter is on and it’s really to relax and Uh and Ah…
Enjoy your day!
Haha. We are still small children within… 🙂 Hotter than my daughter? Haha. Is that a reality show? Movie? Okay, enjoy!!! Bye..
It’s a reality soap where the mother dresses like a tramp or worse and the daughter likes it changed. Usually they both get a make-over.
It’s a nice show… You don’t have to think at all just wondering how come those women dress the way they do…
I have never heard of it. But I like those make-over shows. Most do a good job, and you can get some ideas off the make-up and fashion stylists every once in a while. Hmmm, that would be an interesting add to the show to ASK them about the way they dress. Because people will tell you if you ask… maybe that’s another reality show. So perhaps they need to distinguish themselves there. Lol.
They do ask them and most of the time it’s because they’re in a new relation or lost their husband in some shape or form. Most of the time they do this just as a defence, to not get hurt. They say they don’t mind the staring and they want to live their life like they want, but as a matter of fact it’s just done out of insecurity…
I think some people want me in a make-over as well, because I always wear black, have black eyes and my long black hair (I have since I was about 20 years old). I just don’t like colours that much in my wardrobe and I don’t feel like me. I could be out of defence because I’m a very sensitive girl, it could be something else… I just want to be me and want to be accepted for the person I am inside, not on the outside. Do you know what I mean?
I live in this small village where the women don’t accept me. My husband, Frank, thinks it’s out of jealousy… I don’t know…
So, that’s a bit of my life-story…. Whoooops!!!
….or probably conditioning. People can get trained into it. Watching reality shows relax me when I watch them, you’re right, it’s like you can not think, for a moment. 🙂
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