Following are a few images that make me happy. Word images, that is. Without photos I can dream my own paintings from a trio of colors, fabrics, and objects, (or creatures.) and maybe you can paint your own imaginations too? π
Burgundy silk, pink tulips, Rachmaninoff,
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Daisies, yellow taffeta, blue dragonfly
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Spotted towhee, sound of falling water, blue linen
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Robin’s egg blue, Saint-Saens, Jane Austen’s Persuasion
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A cat, a sunny spot, James Herriot’s All Creatures Great and Small
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A Jersey Cow, dandelions, Henry Beston’s Northern Farm
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Ice blue, a city high rise apartment, Alfred Hitchcock’s film, Rear Window
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A breezy, sunny day, pink gingham, Agatha Christie’s The 4:50 From Paddington
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Blue dotted Swiss, Hector Berlioz, a countryside drive
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Black leather gloves, a pearl necklace, Raymond Chandler’s short story, Pearls Are a Nuisance
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A copper vase, red gladiolas, a missing, wildly expensive ruby ring
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Dashiell Hammer’s The Maltese Falcon, a very vintage manual typewriter, a 1940s Los Angeles newspaper
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Yes! I do this as well! Nice to meet someone who does the same. π
It’s great to know you do this also! It’s one of my very favorite things. π When I see or think of vivid colors and feel certain fabrics, my imagination works overtime.