|"Odd pot and flowers on purple" by Hilary J. England, oil on canvas, 8" x 10"|
I have had strange dreams about the sea last night...I guess it's time to head there. I dream of gray, stormy waters and magnificent thunderclouds, the sea in all it's angry majesty. I miss the spray of water against my skin...the briny smells and the feel of cold, wet sand against my bare feet. I must have been a seal in another life...a seal that was eaten by a Great White ;-)
I've had some aggravating circumstances crop up in the last week, and I have been working to get them hammered out. Sad to say, these things don't surprise me anymore...greedy people, dishonest dealings. In a way I blame myself, since I was warned, and I went against the warning, and decided to give this organization a "chance" and they did exactly what I was warned they would do. That sucks...one bad apple spoils the bunch, as the saying goes. They have made me very cautious for how I deal with similar organizations in the future....so, if nothing else, lesson learned.
Other than that, I am still waiting for Spring to show it's bonny face...in the meantime, I leave you with a study I did of an old copperish pot on a purple sheet, with some strange little flowers I saved from a bouquet. I say copperish because it had a copper finish that was wearing off, and that made for some strange reflections....enjoy♥♥