“Hmmm…” Nia dried Typist’s brushes. Handles clinked against the glass jar’s bottom as they fell into place. “I don’t think the Louvre will be requesting this one any time soon. Monet might be rolling in his grave.” Thalia exercised her abs with silent laughter. “Perhaps landscapes are not Typist’s forte?”
Desk sign: “Sometimes I just want someone to hug me and say, ‘I know things are hard right now, but it’s all going to be okay. Here’s a coffee. And a million dollars.’” 😁
Can't do the megabuck or the coffee, but {*{*{*hug*}*}*}!
Splendifferous! And Nia! Don't give up on Paintist too soon. Check out some of the work by Jackson Pollock and Willem DeKooning. Pollock was clever enough to execute his "action painting" on giant canvases, then cut that large canvas into smaller squares and rectangles, frame same, and sell as individual works!! If you saw Paintist walking around pouring paint from a gallon bucket onto canvas on the floor, you'd shout, "Jackson!"
Oops! Self distraction... Cal's search result for "dis-ease" bouncing back with "gut" is consistent with a lot of current research. The gut biome, the interplay of flora and fauna that inhabit the gut, and produce all manner of outputs, have come to be seen as critical elements of our bodies' functioning. "There once was a lady, who swallowed a spider, that wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her..." External input to gut biome.
Seriously, I think typist/paintist/author is exemplifying a keen curiousity and wisdom to sort her current experiences. Lots of living out loud for our benefit with encouragement to try some on! I could feel the gentleness and kindness as Thalia tied the scarf knot. What's the downside? When my wife began treatment for her cancer, at every meeting with the surgeon he would begin with a kind embrace (for her). He never acted rushed. He listened intently. To me, that also exhibited gentleness and kindness. Regardless of the insects and arachnids we toss into our gut biome, typist demonstrates ways for those in our sphere of influence to comfort and sooth us on our journeys.
P.S. The photo of the lotus has a title: "Euphonium Seranade to the Lotus Blossoms - With Muck."
Desk sign: “Sometimes I just want someone to hug me and say, ‘I know things are hard right now, but it’s all going to be okay. Here’s a coffee. And a million dollars.’” 😁
Can't do the megabuck or the coffee, but {*{*{*hug*}*}*}!
Splendifferous! And Nia! Don't give up on Paintist too soon. Check out some of the work by Jackson Pollock and Willem DeKooning. Pollock was clever enough to execute his "action painting" on giant canvases, then cut that large canvas into smaller squares and rectangles, frame same, and sell as individual works!! If you saw Paintist walking around pouring paint from a gallon bucket onto canvas on the floor, you'd shout, "Jackson!"
Oops! Self distraction... Cal's search result for "dis-ease" bouncing back with "gut" is consistent with a lot of current research. The gut biome, the interplay of flora and fauna that inhabit the gut, and produce all manner of outputs, have come to be seen as critical elements of our bodies' functioning. "There once was a lady, who swallowed a spider, that wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her..." External input to gut biome.
Seriously, I think typist/paintist/author is exemplifying a keen curiousity and wisdom to sort her current experiences. Lots of living out loud for our benefit with encouragement to try some on! I could feel the gentleness and kindness as Thalia tied the scarf knot. What's the downside? When my wife began treatment for her cancer, at every meeting with the surgeon he would begin with a kind embrace (for her). He never acted rushed. He listened intently. To me, that also exhibited gentleness and kindness. Regardless of the insects and arachnids we toss into our gut biome, typist demonstrates ways for those in our sphere of influence to comfort and sooth us on our journeys.
P.S. The photo of the lotus has a title: "Euphonium Seranade to the Lotus Blossoms - With Muck."
“Obstacles aren’t put in our path to stop us. They aren’t there to be avoided or to be overcome. Obstacles aren’t put in our path, they are the path”