The neighbour's roses are spilling out into the sidewalk.
A city space that was left to go wild is full of pretty clover.
My spouse-guy got me this peony and it's such a powerful, beautiful flower, that I've felt wildly happy and content whenever I look at it. Life is good with fresh flowers in the house!
This painting is called "Eros." It's the first painting I made when I decided to stop yearning and make art my career. It's a much more realistic style from what I do now. I'm interested in communicating thoughts. That's what drives my work, and the message is often missed if the subject is too realistic.
Saturday's are pretty quiet in blogland, especially with this being a holiday weekend in the States (hope everyone's havin' fun :), but there's a bunch who've snuck in a few minutes to celebrate Pink Saturday over at Beverly's blog, "How Sweet the Sound."
How could I resist? Of course colors should be celebrated!! For awile I "outgrew" pink. I thought I was too mature for it (lol, perhaps that was a sure sign of immaturity), but now I love it, whether sweet, sensual, dainty or loud.