PAINT ME A MEMORY…

What a strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, the other forward. The one is of Today, the other is the Tomorrow.

Memory is history recorded in our brain, memory is a painter, it paints pictures of the past and of the day.”

                                              Grandmas Moses, primitive painter

RED CHAIRRED CHAIR

 


 

                                               

20 thoughts on “PAINT ME A MEMORY…

    1. Could write a brief book on that question, aFA, but since the lateness of the hour bids I clean the cat box…you are spared.
      You getting another douse of snow this week I see from weather reports. Thinking hard that Spring will eventually come to us all…everyone.

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      1. Hopefully a chair of good stories. The latest storm will go to my south, but I see your area got quite a punch this weekend. Be safe!

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  1. I am entranced by the ink foliage, the light shining on it! this is wonderful… I am starting to miss my pens (rapidograph) from architecture school… thank you for sharing your art Raye!! xo Alexandra

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  2. i love it i love it i love it!!!!
    from guayaquil restaurant that closes at 111 and it’s t minus two minutes til closing!

    hotel has old fashioned outlets so the computer battery’s all but dead!

    z

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  3. Memories are like a fine painting, creative, and subtle, and shaded to a more pleasing form, and not at all like a photograph, with every detail just so. Nicely done!

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  4. I’ve always wanted a nice big comfy red chair!

    And yes, life is a bowl of cherries and all that…. 😉

    Have a juicy and comfy week-end!

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