Joy In My Canvases

I reach for fluorescent pink paint
My go-to favorite color of the hour
It looks more like neon orange thank pink

I slather it lavishly onto the canvas
It makes me smile, so I add more.
Pretty soon the canvas has it in five places.

It brings me artistic joy 
Enthusiasm rises up from the canvas
The faeries like it as much as I do.

I begin to paint the dragon….
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Hankins Avatar
June 14, 2021 at 9:49 AM
I would love to see some of your paintings, Caren. Alas, being an art lover, my walls have no more room, and I have paintings stacked behind dressers and chests...even one behind my living room sofa.
Hankins Avatar
June 15, 2021 at 12:00 PM
Fascinating. I'd like to sit in your living room with the black light on. I'll bet it is fantasmagorical (is that a word?) If it isn't it should be.
Krutsinger Avatar
June 14, 2021 at 9:56 PM
I have 78 of my own paintings in the livingroom alone. My rooms all have black lights, and I paint in neons.
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