
you have an incredibly musical ear, i heard from kenneth ekornes last august.
i smiled to him through the dim redness of one of sopot's blues pubs. that means something in such mouth. thought yeah, and drowned the pinch of newcome sadness in gin&tonic.
you should be an artist, i've just heard. smiled.
oh, i should have been so many things.
life's bitch, sorry, no bonus. nothing will come to you unless you tear it out from reality, using your full strength and determination.
the picture above is my first painting done ever. first on canvas, first with brushes and paints and all this serious stuff (the photo flattened it and messed the colours a bit).
hm. came back from lunch and heard this comment on the painting:
it's so expressive, she looks as if she was trying to free herself from her wings.
a smile again. she didn't appear to me so when i was painting.
guess i chose well my secondary nickname those few years ago.
dream on,
all we need is just a little patience.
you should be an artist, i've just heard. smiled.
oh, i should have been so many things.
life's bitch, sorry, no bonus. nothing will come to you unless you tear it out from reality, using your full strength and determination.
the picture above is my first painting done ever. first on canvas, first with brushes and paints and all this serious stuff (the photo flattened it and messed the colours a bit).
hm. came back from lunch and heard this comment on the painting:
it's so expressive, she looks as if she was trying to free herself from her wings.
a smile again. she didn't appear to me so when i was painting.
guess i chose well my secondary nickname those few years ago.
dream on,
all we need is just a little patience.
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