They Talk to You

They talk to you . . paintings. They do.



Sometimes I'll hear the bare whisper of color, or line, or form. She may try out a new hair style....or a shocking palette of color.





She may go a little wild....or Mr. Spock green!





Then something happens....the painting speaks louder, as I quiet down. She tells me what was there, hidden all along.





Before my eyes, she transforms into a magical golden queen . . .



with messages meant just for me . . . from deep within my creative soul.



She also told me she has more to say . . . tomorrow.