Probably to Jackson
Probably to Jackson Polloch.
At least her language is colorful…………
Et Tu, everyone’s a critic.
Plein Air to the max. Makes Impressionism a personal experience.
I saw one artist painting below a large parasol. Perhaps Monet did that.
I never did like his “art”. I didn’t see anything to it. But that is just me.
And there you have it!
That’s what mother nature thinks of your artwork, Liv.
How’s that for inspiration.
How about like Bob Ross?
“Happy little bird doings!”
It will probably end up in a museum of modern art.
ah the joys of en plein air
remember it’s @ before # except after $
What, she doesn’t appreciate inspiration when it strikes?
I demonstrate 18th century hand embroidery at reenactments – generally outside and it never occurred to me how lucky I am that this has never happened while I was stitching (or otherwise) to me.
sergioandrade Premium Member over 1 year ago
Probably to Jackson
sergioandrade Premium Member over 1 year ago
Probably to Jackson Polloch.
Yakety Sax over 1 year ago
At least her language is colorful…………
j_m_kuehl over 1 year ago
Et Tu, everyone’s a critic.
goboboyd over 1 year ago
Plein Air to the max. Makes Impressionism a personal experience.
DM2860 over 1 year ago
I saw one artist painting below a large parasol. Perhaps Monet did that.
DawnQuinn1 over 1 year ago
I never did like his “art”. I didn’t see anything to it. But that is just me.
MuddyUSA Premium Member over 1 year ago
And there you have it!
sandflea over 1 year ago
That’s what mother nature thinks of your artwork, Liv.
cuzinron47 over 1 year ago
How’s that for inspiration.
Old Time Tales over 1 year ago
How about like Bob Ross?
“Happy little bird doings!”
Bill The Nuke over 1 year ago
It will probably end up in a museum of modern art.
KEA over 1 year ago
ah the joys of en plein air
oakie817 over 1 year ago
remember it’s @ before # except after $
paullp Premium Member over 1 year ago
What, she doesn’t appreciate inspiration when it strikes?
mafastore about 1 year ago
I demonstrate 18th century hand embroidery at reenactments – generally outside and it never occurred to me how lucky I am that this has never happened while I was stitching (or otherwise) to me.