Showing posts with label wedding gift. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wedding gift. Show all posts
Tuesday, 26 January 2016
DOWNHILL
Touring Bicycle, 2014, a wedding gift for my friends.
Lots of snow, raindrops falling on it. Lots of light, many new adventures. Happy new year, so good to have you here visiting!
Memories of
adventure,
bicycling,
bike,
bike caravan,
house,
hut,
mobile home,
together,
wedding gift,
what is hiding behind corners
Tuesday, 21 August 2012
THREE IN A GARDEN
Sunny and warm days turning to cold breezes and puffy white clouds of breathing in the evenings. Still some summer birds singing. Hay done in the nearby field, meadow blooming in light purple flowers. Rowen berries getting darker orange and red. Balcony door still open, though the first hours of the morning a bit shivering. Eagerness of autumn arriving. The darkness of the evenings wrapping its comfort around everything. Blinking stars.
Three Nightingales to dear friends that married and did it so beautifully.
Late morning tea greetings!
P.s. Four prints left of Morning Frost Garden.
Memories of
birds,
flora,
Nightingales,
singing,
Three in A Garden,
wedding gift
Friday, 22 July 2011
UNPLANNED WEDDING BOUQUET


Back in the town from the strawberry fields. Hot days with long bicycle rides. Drawing and painting in the sounds of thunder. In scent of mint and lavender. Last night, (after sitting in front of a fireplace with friends,) lightnings behind clouds turned them very bright pink. No sound. Reading in the balcony, waiting the rain. No rain, just lightnings in silence of the night. Sparrows.
Someone kind is getting married tomorrow in France. She gets an unplanned wedding bouquet, found next to another painting.
Blue skied weekend greetings!
P.s. Another wedding gift.
Memories of
flora,
greeting card,
lace,
painting,
watercolors,
Wedding Bouquet,
wedding gift,
weddings
Friday, 28 May 2010
RAINDROPS ON A MEADOW


Dear Friday,
Walking the morning in a meadow by a lake next to my home. A rain shower turned everything to a deeper brightness of a color and myself very wet. Summer rains are best of kinds. Snails, silent birds and sound of the lake while raindrops touch its surface.
A framer in a corner shop a few blocks away has hands of million stories. I tried to imagine all the pictures his hands have framed in his life.
The painting he framed for me this time is a wedding gift for a childhood friend with who we had a secret club called Mikki. We had a secret language, secret notebooks and secretly we recorded our parents´ conversations. Those secrets never revealed, even to us.
Have raindrops on roof and a bit of sunshine for your weekend!
P.s. Lately I got many emails and comments asking if I sell my work. I do, please just email me! There will be also a small online shop very very soon!
Memories of
after rain,
framer,
Friday,
friends,
gift,
meadow,
painting,
secret club,
watercolors,
wedding gift,
weddings
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