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Photoโs of my forest fox canvas from even longer ago. the gold blended really nicely for me on this one.
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Tiny paint brusssshhhhhhhh!
Here I am painting until my replacement comes in, but let's gooooooo!
Her chiffon summer dress gently moved in the breeze like a ripple in the water's surface. The fabric was foreign to him, the brightly painted flowers more vibrant than many silk painters could ever achieve.
She waved him over, "Come here a second, would ya?"
He stood at her side as she held his arm to balance as she unclasped her summer sandles. He raised the arm she held onto, to her back. Not making contact, but there just in case should she teeter too far backwards.
It was when she shifted to the other foot that she did indeed teeter. Not backwards, however, face first to the ground. He lurched forward, catching her. Only to also be pulled to the lush green grass of summer.
She laughed nervously, about to apologize about her plights with gravity.
However, her words caught in her throat at the sight of him. He'd ensured that'd she'd not come to harm, his arm catching behind her head. Even his great pelt was cushioned under her. His hand firmly on her hip, "Tell this one next time you should need to rest."
She blushed madly, "I wasn't trying-"
"To woo this one," he scoffed, "I have my doubts."
She felt the heat in her cheeks, "You're so full of it!"
"Doubts," he queried, then nodding, "Indeed."
Her thoughts stilled a moment, "Why would I need to 'woo' you if you agreed to go on a date with me?"
He seemed to mull over this a moment, "Hmm, indeed."
๐คฃ๐
Tiny paint brusssshhhhhhhh!
Here I am painting until my replacement comes in, but let's gooooooo!
Her chiffon summer dress gently moved in the breeze like a ripple in the water's surface. The fabric was foreign to him, the brightly painted flowers more vibrant than many silk painters could ever achieve.
She waved him over, "Come here a second, would ya?"
He stood at her side as she held his arm to balance as she unclasped her summer sandles. He raised the arm she held onto, to her back. Not making contact, but there just in case should she teeter too far backwards.
It was when she shifted to the other foot that she did indeed teeter. Not backwards, however, face first to the ground. He lurched forward, catching her. Only to also be pulled to the lush green grass of summer.
She laughed nervously, about to apologize about her plights with gravity.
However, her words caught in her throat at the sight of him. He'd ensured that'd she'd not come to harm, his arm catching behind her head. Even his great pelt was cushioned under her. His hand firmly on her hip, "Tell this one next time you should need to rest."
She blushed madly, "I wasn't trying-"
"To woo this one," he scoffed, "I have my doubts."
She felt the heat in her cheeks, "You're so full of it!"
"Doubts," he queried, then nodding, "Indeed."
Her thoughts stilled a moment, "Why would I need to 'woo' you if you agreed to go on a date with me?"
He seemed to mull over this a moment, "Hmm, indeed."
๐คฃ๐
Figure Study
Medium: Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 4 x 3 feet
Price: $2,000
Contact: chris.f.vey@gmail.com
"It's late but I need you here
The canvas will keep all those sins soaked in its thread
I'll paint, I'll paint you a perfect portrait and cover all those flaws I never saw
So you can't leave yet 'cause if the dirt can't keep your secrets..."
๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ, ๐ธ๐ธ: ๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐บ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
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Traditional Dining Room - Great Room
Great room - large traditional medium tone wood floor great room idea with a standard fireplace and a wood fireplace surround
"tempus fugit"
Primo tentativo di minimalismo moderno
Olio su tela 40X50
#lamigliorepartedime
Please think of supporting me if you never have.
The longer we're here, the closer we get to being homeless. I've been extremely depressed and unable to create anything for the past few weeks because of this constant threat to my and my cats well being.
Things started to look up, so I was able to paint a few new things in the last couple of days. Now, we're being told to wait ANOTHER week for a job we've been waiting almost two for already, and we are honestly grasping at nothing. He has applied to almost every place in this small town.
I just put up a few new things.
Please, think of supporting me at this time.
Marigolds
I am A canvas A blank canvas is me Paint me black Paint me white I'll be the same blank canvas beneath.
animalina~
Ophelia by Friedrich Heyser
Teodor Axentowicz (1859-1938) - Under the burden of misery
