It holds my favored acrylic brushes.
My dad always called Miss Margaret 'Tweetie' when she was small and there's my love of quirky bird images. All 'round, it amuses me.
It has held the same purpose, and spot in my heart, for almost 20 years.
Saturday, May 09, 2009
Ghost Tweetie
While sitting at our kitchen table, working on some new small acrylic Audubon paintings, I was enjoying one of my favorite possessions - an old, faded Tweetie Bird glass.
It holds my favored acrylic brushes.
My dad always called Miss Margaret 'Tweetie' when she was small and there's my love of quirky bird images. All 'round, it amuses me.
It has held the same purpose, and spot in my heart, for almost 20 years.
It holds my favored acrylic brushes.
My dad always called Miss Margaret 'Tweetie' when she was small and there's my love of quirky bird images. All 'round, it amuses me.
It has held the same purpose, and spot in my heart, for almost 20 years.
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