October is almost gone and i am still having pumpkin dreams.
i love these colors and i have a challenge to finish with 3 other artist ladies , postcards of thankfulness and i am still in the painting stage. they will not dry.... it is raining here so things will not dry. i blew out the hair dryer that was on its last leg and now in the trash so i am re-learning patience, again.
even my feet stick to the hardwood floor with this much humidity in the air.
"frost is on the pumpkin,
salt is in the air,
are flying throught the air"
this little ditty came to me a decade ago while making some folk-arty figures for my Christmas Tree and i feel naked with out one around the studio the rest of the year. i painted a pumpkin on its gown and wrote out the words as well. this little dude tells a tale of signs of winter? winter in Hawaii as the waves build and send salt molecules into the air . he has quilted wings to lift him above the salty brine which swirls up seveal hundred feet and covers your windows and everything else .
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