Rising above our marshmallow world

January 17, 2014

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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  • Reply Pondside January 18, 2014 at 5:04 am

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

  • Reply Tammie January 18, 2014 at 6:43 am

    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!

  • Reply Helen Vaughan January 18, 2014 at 7:58 am

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

  • Reply Donna January 18, 2014 at 8:30 am

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

    • Reply Veronica January 20, 2014 at 10:34 am

      Aw thank you Donna. I really have to pop over to your place and catch up with you. 🙂

  • Reply Renee Dowling January 18, 2014 at 10:11 pm

    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!?

    • Reply Veronica January 20, 2014 at 10:30 am

      Hi Renee, thank you so much. Roth is my married (first husband) name, so probably not; but wouldn’t that have been lovely? 🙂

  • Reply woolf January 18, 2014 at 10:29 pm

    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.

    • Reply Veronica January 20, 2014 at 10:29 am

      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. 🙂

  • Reply daryl January 21, 2014 at 5:36 am

    beautiful art/beautiful day …

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