Endings and new beginnings

‚Tis the end of the year. My blog host has sent me stats so that I know what I have accomplished this year on this here blog. The real accomplishment is not perceptible online, I don’t think, though having said
Antje Gilland Malerei
‚Tis the end of the year. My blog host has sent me stats so that I know what I have accomplished this year on this here blog. The real accomplishment is not perceptible online, I don’t think, though having said
Reposted from Robert and Sara Genn’s twice-weekly newsletter Painter’s Keys Dear Artist, Music pervades the studio, the headset-phone rings from time to time, the brush proceeds. Here in the solitude of the easel-station there’s time to consider. I’m looking at
Merry Christmas to you all! Thank you for reading my blog and for commenting. It has been a genuine pleasure for me to communicate and learn in this way this year. I look forward to more exchanges to come. Happy
The melancholic guitar player Die melancholische Gitarristin The disturbed and disturbing business man Der verstörte und verstörende Geschäftsmann
I had to be away at the beginning of this month, my friends, far away from home. And I missed my lovely home so much! I worked, worked, worked because that’s what I went away for. Then, on the weekend in
by Oscar Wilde ‚She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses,‘ cried the young Student; ‚but in all my garden there is no red rose.‘ From her nest in the holm-oak tree the Nightingale