Once upon a time I wrote a food column that I also illustrated, for five years. Every so often I get nostalgic for my foodie days, so I go back to the kitchen of my imagination. I painted one last night but couldn't stop. When I finished the sixth one, I forced myself to stop because it was 2 a.m.
Love it! Isn't it great when you are so happy to paint , that the time goes by so fast you don't even know it?!!!
ReplyDelete....just paid a visit to your foodie shop....and now I have to force myself to stop eating!
ReplyDeleteLovely little illustrations Colette....so simple...very nice!
I am still struggling to leave comments...but won't give up without a fight!
Radish by Karla Kushkin
ReplyDeleteWrite about a radish
Too many people write about the moon.
The night is black
The stars are small and high
The clock unwinds its ever-ticking tune
Hills gleam dimly
Distant nighthawks cry.
A radish rises in the waiting sky.
You have a lovely blog.
Hi Colette, a beautiful radish painting and I love the poem too! I hope you have a happy week!
ReplyDeleteCarolyn x
ps. I have blogged your beautiful vintage lace butterfly tag - thank you