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Rising above our marshmallow world

When the winter fog sets in, I’m so grateful for our mountains.

Today C and I went in search of warmth and of the promised sun.

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This evening I decided to remember today with a little painting. A small jewel hidden inside an old tobacco tin.

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Drawn in India ink on seven circles of mylar to mimic the foggy forest.

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Comments: 10

  • Pondside

    January 18, 2014

    I’m glad the sun shone for your return to this home.

  • January 18, 2014

    hello Veronica,

    so pleased to meet you and to see your lovely world of fog and that within. Your tiny painting is a treasure.

    If you decide to join us for numen, let me know when your post is up and i will add your name to the list!

    Thank you also for your lovely message!

  • January 18, 2014

    i love that painting you’ve done so much, how lovely x

  • January 18, 2014

    Beautiful photos of the mountains and sunshine! I can tell you had a lovely day.
    The little painting is perfect!

  • January 18, 2014

    Hello Veronica, thank you for visiting my blog. Your tiny drawing in the tobacco can is a really neat way to remember the day! I love antiques and finding a new use for them! Great idea.

    I really love your close up photos of the plants, especially the lichen on the tree.

    My grandma was a Roth, maybe we are related!?

  • January 18, 2014

    you have mountains nearby? talkin’ ’bout using inspirations…!
    i believe the fog is right in there, in that tiny boxed painting.
    as you mused upon dark colours and sparkle… i’m looking forward to that. sounds like roaring witer.

  • January 21, 2014

    beautiful art/beautiful day …

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