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.
This evening I decided to remember today with a little painting. A small jewel hidden inside an old tobacco tin.
Drawn in India ink on seven circles of mylar to mimic the foggy forest.
I’m glad the sun shone for your return to this home.
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!
i love that painting you’ve done so much, how lovely x
Beautiful photos of the mountains and sunshine! I can tell you had a lovely day.
The little painting is perfect!
Aw thank you Donna. I really have to pop over to your place and catch up with you. 🙂
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!?
Hi Renee, thank you so much. Roth is my married (first husband) name, so probably not; but wouldn’t that have been lovely? 🙂
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.
We do Nadine, Vancouver is a little bowl stuck between the US border on one side, the Pacific on one side and an arc of mountains on the last two sides. 🙂
beautiful art/beautiful day …