Oh m'darlin,
Oh m'darlin,
Oh m'darlin Cl--------,
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorrow, Cl--------!
Mouthwatering fruit!
Especially off season!
Great title for your autobiography someday, after diapers. It's been fascinating watching you and your brushes from the beginning producing masterpieces out of bread and water and little fallen birds, and, and..... And Alan too adding his lovely poetic critiques. Thanks, Julian! and where are you Alan, and Happy Birthday Ruth, late.
the novel was called:
A Clementine on my Easel
I had been working since early morn,way past three into the afternoon. I did not wish to stop but my stomach growled like a mean junk yard dog.
Just this little bit more to paint on the tree tops.
No the color is wrong.
Oh I am so hungry...oh I can not stop to eat, I need to mix the paint while the light is good...
I guess since I do not need the Clementine for a model I will enjoy it and keep on painting ~ Julia
It's a really beautiful clementine Julian... but given the foregoing comments I can't resist honouring the mini Turner below!
It had been a long night but the trawl had been heavy and the men had celebrated their exceptional catch. As he lay down on his bunk, through his porthole Jake glimpsed two more boats drifting quietly against the dawn sky. Above them the great clementine already blazed in the clear blue sky...
It took me a little while to understand this painting, it made sense for me only after I read the ttle.Julian, which blue did you use which blinded me!
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