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White bleeding hearts, a pink peony, yellow apples and red poppies.
Here's an old one back on the easel. It's of pale pink tulips, sadly it never sold.
I have been reworking it, seeing if I can make it more loveable.
The trains are my studio funtime companions, banging and huffing all day long.
This is the view out a window looking west.
It's a never ending, constantly changing, gallery of graffiti.
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