Thanks fort the compliment !!! I will pass it on to her.
Langs de Rotte actually means at the border of the Rotte.
the Rotte is a small river that Rotterdam is called after.
The environment of the Rotte is also my main harvesting ground for elderberries, blackberries and dandelions. That is why I also have fond memories when I look at that painting.
Prive collection means it is in private hands.
It sits on a bookself in my study/hobby room so i can look at it everyday. I love it. It is not for sale !!! That is why I put that note below the painting on the website.
Wine, if we can all share something in common, we don't have to have anything else. I speak 4 languages and still can't draw, but because of everyone in here I have learned to make wine. I am better man because of it, I can pass my knowledge to someone else. It's a good thing!
I have looked at her art as well as Boozehags. Both are so talented. I just wish I could afford to buy some from them. Of course, getting it shipped to me without being destroyed would be an event in itself as well.
Ohhhh thanks for that! Funny thing is, I cant afford my own art either! Luckily I throw the odd piece my way or it doesnt sell so I have to keep it!!!
Shipping it isnt actually all that bad, depending on how you send it. The stuff I export is usually on unstretched canvas and rolled up so it arrives in one piece and is a lot cheaper to send than the other way!
Hey Allie , what about me? I collect cats, live ones at this point, I only have three, but am thinking about branching out! Maybe digging through an artists dumpster, that stuff could be worth zillionons down the road.
I love to write G, and when i was a teenager I used to take a lot of photographs from angles the average person never saw. i would love to send you some of my writings, but only if you would consider them.
You know what G? I could ask you the same. I too have been blessed to live in one of the few untouched(for the most part) parts of the world, one of the few wild places left, some would say. I don't paint, I don't sing, and I can barely make wine. But I am able to write about the world I feel and see around me, and I have the unique ability to take a step back and imagine the world through anothers eyes. What do I do in Alaska ? I celebrate the life that was offered me. I hope each day I can open up someones eyes to look at life from a new corner and fresh perspective. And if I do, than I know I have accomplished something and made a change, and I won't have to answer the question, "What do I do here.?"
I'd like to send you something I wrote about the first tim I met Jesus face to face. It was an essay I wrote that my professor refused to grade. He said it was to important. It was my skinny butt praying, on the back of a boat, not his. I wrote another about the old man on the hill.
Do you have "Microsoft Word"?