My Painting Is a Reflection of Me
Waking up to happinessville.
New fresh clean white canvases await my touch.
I begin painting with my favorite – the neon’s.
My husband walks by, offers to purchase new paints.
I roll my eyes and he laughs, knowing I only use my favorite colors.
Browns, grays, blacks, tans, and other dull colors are used sparingly.
I am a Gemini; my paintings reflect me.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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