The wife knew nothing about Bob Ross. I told her Bob Ross is the Julia Child of artists. So we watched some Bob Ross real chill like. Then I painted this landscape piece. I think the man would approve of my happy little cloud. Only thing is he painted his clouds in a flash and my cloud needs several seasons to mature.
The tools:
The colours:
a fertility sketch drawn from beneath a bright open sunlight laid bare
a fertility sketch to commemorate a resupplication of lost media meaning that grows |
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September 2019
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