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Category Archives: oil paintings of France and Italy

Why bake a croissant when you can bike to the patisserie?

I mean, you just never know who you might run into while sipping your café in France.

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  • Linda Kriegel - August 17, 2016 - 2:42 am

    OMG OMG OMG!!! I’ve signed up for more information and look every single day through my emails to see what’s happening! I’m so excited about taking this course that my heart could just pound out of my chest!! Your work is amazing and your thoughts speak directly to me! Do you know me from somewhere?? I’m a Pastelist and want to paint more impressionistic but always end up going back and “fixing” it to make it more realistic. Something inside me wants to loosen up but I just can’t!! I feel that it’s not just your technique but your thoughts that can help me achieve my goal!! I can hardly wait! 20 more days! You are so talented and blessed! Thank you for this great opportunity!!!ReplyCancel

  • Marguerite Lovell - July 28, 2016 - 11:42 am

    Love all your paintings of the French villages and the enchanting scenes you capture. Your palette is gorgeous!ReplyCancel

  • Dee Martella - July 26, 2016 - 1:31 pm

    I love your joyful paintings and thoughts. Would love to take your online class, but I am fearful. I don’t really know too much about the computer..I’m just a little ole lady that paints!ReplyCancel

  • Sue St.Clair - July 26, 2016 - 12:28 pm

    What a pleasure to read your reflections! Although I doubt that ai could be so lucky to win it, I certainly do need an outlet especially when life becomes so complicated!ReplyCancel

  • Betty Hester - July 26, 2016 - 6:51 am

    What a joy you share with us. Thanks.ReplyCancel

When nights are balmy I sleep on my back porch Night sounds Cats silhouetted in the moon light Stars peeking between the trees—all rock me like a baby. Somehow, whatever has been troubling me seems to slip away and peace comes riding in on those early shafts of morning sun. Birds are never more talkative […]

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Edges that “lose” themselves sound an awful lot like love ❤️—how we lose ourselves to those we love, finding so much common ground that edges become almost invisible.

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  • Nancy - May 11, 2017 - 5:31 pm

    Edges define things too quickly , life should be more fluid and left less defined where we can start out in one spot and evolve to another .
    This painting has a beautiful feel to it, I wish I was there ,ReplyCancel

  • Shirley Selix - April 22, 2016 - 2:37 am


  • Maria Reed - April 19, 2016 - 2:51 pm

    So gorgeous!ReplyCancel