I love painting landscapes,
under open skies,
watching the sun and clouds drift by.

It is more than capturing a scene;
it is about feeling the moment
through every brush stroke.

Landscape and flower paintings
bring nature's peace into our homes,
creating a quiet island of calm
for the soul.

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Our beautiful white wood frames are made from FSC certified solid linden wood that has been treated with a colored finish. 

Handmade by craftsmen in Europe, the frames come with real, flat 2mm-Floatglas.

As it is still a natural material, variations in color and texture may occur compared to the product images shown. Note that prolonged exposure to direct sunlight can cause wood color to fade over time.

Don't forget to choose a matching tinystories art print and we will frame the artwork or you, so it is ready to hang.

I love watching the sunrise
over the mountains, quiet and still.

The sky coloured in shades of pink
before the sun begins to appear,
soft light spreading slowly.

The mountains glow,
looking so magical,
like something out of a dream.

A quiet moment, just for me,
before the world wakes up.

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Live for the tiny little things in life. Life is a series of thousands of tiny little miracles.

Live for sunrises and sunsets. The sound of the ocean, the smell of the rain and starry nights.

Live for the small words of praise, a smile. The tiny things like a good cup of coffee or a fresh smelling flower, a handwritten love note or the smile of a stranger.

Live for the tiny things in life, because they will make you realize that this is what life is about. Let's dance in the sunlight, wearing wildflowers in our hair. Live for the tiny little things.

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Early morning in the city. Marrakesh is waking up, sun is softly rising, the leaves of the palm trees are softly stirring.\n\nSoaking up the sounds and smells. The vegetable vendors, the donkey cards, bicycles and trucks that pass by.\n\nSoft pink morning light, so softly gleams. Beautiful morning.

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Live for the tiny little things in life. Life is a series of thousands of tiny little miracles.

Live for sunrises and sunsets. The sound of the ocean, the smell of the rain and starry nights.

Live for the small words of praise, a smile. The tiny things like a good cup of coffee or a fresh smelling flower, a handwritten love note or the smile of a stranger.

Live for the tiny things in life, because they will make you realize that this is what life is about. Let's dance in the sunlight, wearing wildflowers in our hair. Live for the tiny little things.

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Sunsets are painted by loved ones.\n\nThe mountains are touched by the last warm light of the day. Each sunset is a reminder that beauty can be found in letting go.\n\nThe fading colors seem to whisper of hope, wonder, and new beginnings.\n\nAnd tomorrow, there will be a new day waiting to unfold.\n\nIn that fleeting moment between light and darkness, there is peace.

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Some whimsy, some wonder, and a whole lot of romance.\n\nYume means dream, a place where imagination blooms, a little piece of one captured here.

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Let’s go on an adventure, a boat lost between the clear summer sky and the shimmering deep blue hue of the wide ocean. Invite a part of the ocean and the sky inside your home with this painting from the time I spent in Tasmania.

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Dancing in a sea of flowers, embracing their untamed beauty.

Flowers everywhere, in my hands and in my hair.

A soft breeze sways across the meadow, where wildflowers dance beneath an endless sky.

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I love the ocean.

Gazing toward the horizon,
I feel freedom, possibility,
the future opening.

I look to where the light comes from,
where beginnings live.

The ocean lifts me,
fills me with quiet strength,
and turns my thoughts toward hope.

Free from fear.
As free as the ocean.
She calms my soul.

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Memories of Tasmanian bays,
in shades of pale blue,
lilac, and grey.

Quiet waters holding the colours of a calm horizon.

A little bay,
tucked away in memory.

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Walking through the streets of Jeonju, I was captivated by the beauty and grace of the hanbok.\n\nThe traditional dress, with its vibrant colours and elegant lines, echoes the harmony of the five elements, metal, fire, wood, water, and earth.\n\nA beautiful expression of balance, beauty, and tradition.

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A graceful flowing dress, drawn in delicate lines of ink.\n\nBurgundy whispers with quiet elegance, a moment caught between dream and reality.\n\nShe invites the imagination to wander, into a world of beauty and mystery.

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A Spring palette brings to mind a meadow filled with colorful flowers, bright, fresh, and full of life.

Curious and adventurous, clear greens fill the fields, wildflowers line the road, painted softly in watercolors.

A beautiful bay view, everything awash in golden sunlight, bringing the landscape to life with warmth and energy.

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Autumn leaves fall like gold,
the winds of change begin to blow.

She is like a beautiful, bright autumn day,
with golden hair and eyes blue like the sky.

Autumn brings early sunsets and magical,
damp mornings.

The sun casts beautiful rays of light
through the misty trees.

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I love to paint ‘en plein air’, outdoors in nature and when I’m traveling. The process of painting is very intuitive, and the colors, texture, the emotion, discovering & interpreting surrounding inspire me. Color is often one of the most exciting components in my paintings.

Walking in Marrakesh is eye time for me. Seeing a world full of colors. Food for my soul.

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In the hush of summer's bloom, wildflowers danced through amber light.\n\nSoft petals wandering like memories across a warm and earthen sky.\n\nA garden lingered in each brushstroke, untamed, gentle, and softly alive.

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Drawn on the back of an old love letter, typed long ago.\n\nThe paper carries its own story, in faded colours, wrinkles, and worn edges, quietly holding the mystery of another time

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I love to wander through the streets of Kyoto.\n\nShe is like an ancient goddess, in a flowing silk kimono adorned with blossoms.\n\nHer silhouette moves gently, like petals caught in the breeze.

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