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Tall tales or wild dreams
Inspiration for a painting can come from lots of different things; and since I have always been particularly in tune with my dreams, I use them and a few of them are interesting enough to paint. Now that my husband Donald is on the other side, I look for him in dreams, but I still…
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Another Scottish Wildcat
I try to imagine what it would be like to come upon a Scottish Wildcat in the woods, if that was even possible. I imagine she would look like this. This is a handpainted watercolor painting on fine Arches paper. It measures 11 x 15″ and it is for sale for $175.00. All proceeds of…
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Zio Matteo
I am of Italian heritage and I still have a lot of ties with the small town in Southern Italy, Sersale, where my grandfather was born. Last summer I read a blogger’s tale about an old man who lives in Sersale, named Matteo Torchia, who celebrated his 100th birthday in April of 2009. Link: http://emiliogrimaldi.blogspot.com/2009/04/zio-matteo-fa-centanni.html…
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A walk in the park
Once upon a time I had two friends that were very much in love. They decided to get married in Portland, at a train station. A cast of thousands, ok, dozens of musicians serenaded them as they exchanged their vows. When the ceremony was over, they took a walk in the park. Luckily I grabbed…
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The rock stacker
One of our family’s favorite pastimes is going to the beach, or to a river, and playing with rocks. I have always loved playing with rocks, finding the prettiest, finding nice shapes, and then taking them home to line my walk. Donald was a bit more creative, he stacked them. He stacked rocks everywhere we…