Cracks and fissures run through
sad circular box holding uninspired shades,
quenched and seeking life
little drops to feed the drive
to survive and become whole.
We use our tools at hand
spinning and moving, bringing forth life
pushing out in sweeping strokes
masterpiece of thought birthed
on wet sheets waiting.
Thoughts on the watercolor box I’m about to crack open and use. Practice, practice and then more 🙂 I’m always amazed how the colors dry up and look as if they’re dead, parched. Just add water and voila, play time ❤ and no, this image is not mine….I wish I were that good ❤
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Sounds like it was custom made for YOU! 🙂
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🙂 but of course, always a kid 🙂
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thanks Elouise, had to, have meeting in an hour and a half about the new job and I think I’ve got it, tying up formalities I suppose but so excited. Full time assistant manager for a boutique for ladies that specializes in cotton and bright color resort wear ❤ Yay, too excited 🙂
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Will do Kim xx
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Great poem for this haunting image. So happy you’re painting! 🙂
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That’s amazing! I am very happy for you 🙂
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” I don’t want to grow up,, I’m a toys are us KID'”
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yes, still learning but I love how I lose time absorbed in contemplation watching the colors run ❤ thanks D ❤
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paint away beautiful one, and make sure you post some so that we may see ❤ looking forward to it ❤
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I don’t have much gift either but will continue to practice to perfect it a bit more….okay, a lot more 🙂 have an amazing day Betty ❤
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thank you Pragal, and even got some painting in yesterday ❤ enjoying my free time in creative ways ❤
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Your description of the dried paints is wonderfully vivid and brought back memories. (I used to dabble but have no gift it.) It’s also a good metaphor for our lives and for all our endeavors. I enjoyed this, Kim. 💕
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You did make this image your own in your unique way 🙂 Beautiful poem and thoughts!
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Thank you.
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So beautiful Kim. And I love nothing better than New Paints.. 🙂 .. I may be quite this week as I want to set about painting this week too.. So if I disappear you know I am deep within my own paint box.. xxx ❤ Hugs xx
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Enjoy! It’s fun to be creative in new ways. 🙂
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thanks Grabbety, I commented on a post earlier, make sure I’m not spammed 🙂
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just finished two pieces, one a quick landscape which I’ll probably do a post on tomorrow (fire on the mountain) and the other, a butterfly with flowers (still needs more work) I have more fun with landscapes 🙂 thanks Tre, getting there stroke by stroke 🙂
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thanks Jack, you’re making me smile….I like to smile 😉
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You are damn good a poetry. ❤ ❤ ❤
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Practicing makes all the perfection one can muster up. I think you’re getting there as you improve with each piece. Happy watercoloring!
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Beautiful, both poem and image
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