Those remind me of my father, he was an artist. I grew up with the sights and smell of his oil paints, canvases...and his highly regarded brushes. I miss those days sometimes.
Painted brushes, evidence of an artist, you!
This is a slice of a precious moment into the unseen life of this blogger.
Every word a singing pebble...
Those remind me of my father, he was an artist. I grew up with the sights and smell of his oil paints, canvases...and his highly regarded brushes. I miss those days sometimes.
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