Evening Glow

Palms whispering,
their leaves sway slow,
a gentle sea breeze
begins to blow.

The sky is warm,
in golden glow,
so peaceful
as the sun sinks low.

And with it comes
a silent vow:
tomorrow brings
a fresh new now.

xTiny

Ethereal Passion

Softly woven petals
opening like secrets.
They reach, they wander,
they find the sun in their own way.

A longing to feel,
to truly connect.

There’s something wild about them,
something honest.
They bloom bold,
but only for a while.

Passion flowers,
almost not of this world -
fragile, almost floating,
like morning mist in gentle sunlight.

Ethereal passion,
it comes in moments,
in small, beautiful things.
A flower, a breath,
the way light moves through leaves.

Not loud, just real.

xTiny

It was around sunset when I wandered through the streets of a small village in India, where time seemed to have stood still. A herd of buffaloes made their way home from the fields, their heavy steps kicking up dust in the golden light. Women were busy cooking, baking chapati over an open fire, while others returned from the fields, balancing bundles of firewood on their heads. Children laughed and played in the street.

Three women stood together, watching me with curious eyes. They smiled and gestured for me to come closer.  “Where are you from?” they asked, in a mix of English and hand gestures. They invited me to join them for chai. Once we were inside, they removed their headscarves, just us women among ourselves, it was so lovely.

As we sat together, sipping our tea, I made a few sketches to capture the moment. This portrait, ‘Rising Sun’, is a tribute to that lovely unforgettable encounter, a memory of warmth, connection, and the quiet beauty of everyday life.

xTiny

 I’m inspired by the unique shapes of the mountains, the trees, the flowers and the beautiful underwater world, the coral wonders in shades of orange and pink.

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Women in beautiful colors,

Woven in togetherness,

Hand in hand, heart to heart.

Each hue a story,

Each shade a song,

In vibrant unity,

Woven with delicate threads.

A tapestry of women,

In colors so rich,

In wonder so deep,

Together we rise.

xTiny

This painting is a memory.

of a feeling, 

of Asia, of flowers,

of life itself.

Wild blossoms on cotton,

woven with time and color.

They bloom quietly,

as if they know

beauty is deepest

just before it fades.

There are loose threads,

like in people, 

and that’s what makes it real.

Not perfect, but full

of everything that has lived.

I love flowers

when they’ve passed their peak,

when they gently bow their heads

and still leave something beautiful behind.

That moment moves me.

A soul, a story,

a soft echo of being.

This painting brings that presence,

a quiet reminder

that everything changes,

and in that change

there is grace,

and depth,

and life.

xTiny

This painting is a lovely memory of a tiny island in the South of France. 

Beautiful sweeping white beaches and limestone cliffs frame a sanctuary of oak and pine trees teeming with chirping cicadas, butterflies and sprawling eucalyptus. 

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In a field of flowers

In the morning light, flowers bloom,

The morning dew glimmers beneath the sunlight 

Each petal greets the morning sun,

Soft whispers in the gentle breeze.

The meadow glows as day’s begun.

The beauty in each flower’s face.

A peaceful, colorful embrace.

 Slowly opening, revealing to the world.

Dancing in the morning light.

A world of wonder.

xTiny

Inspired by my travels to Polynesia.

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The ancient Greeks had two words for love: “eros” to describe sexual attraction and “philia” to capture the feeling of a person being an immensely close soulmate which is beautiful, because friends are important. Friendships can be as deep as being in love. It’s always been second nature to me to show my love and appreciation for those related or not, through words. Maybe we have to tell our friends, family and partners more often “I love you”.

xTiny

Looking at a picture, allowing yourself to be absorbed, is quite similar to reading. Immersing into a story, diving in.

I love to get lost in reading books and I painted this artwork to remind myself to read more.

‘With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be perfectly happy…’by Oscar Wilde

xTiny

I painted this gingko in a vibrant orange, a color that bursts with positive energy and happiness. The color psychology of orange is optimistic and uplifting, inspiring creativity and rejuvenating our spirit.

I love the gingko tree in front of much house so much. In Japan the ginkgo’s fan-shaped leaf has caried symbolism along with its singular beauty: A symbol of growth, protection, peace, strength and hope, a symbol of longevity and a symbol of love.

xTiny

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.

xTiny

This painting always makes me smile, sweet memories of summer. I was inspired by the colors and the taste of this delicious lemon and raspberry pie so I painted it.

xTiny

My art has some whimsy, some wonder, and a whole lot of romance for the beauty of this life.

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Dancing in the sea of flowers. The untamed beauty. Flowers everywhere in my hands and my hair. Softly breezes sways across the meadows. Dancing wildflowers here and there.

xTiny

I made this drawing in Australia. When travelling, I love to paint outdoors catching the beauty of nature. Landscape drawings & paintings are bringing the peace of nature into our homes and calm our souls. Look at the painting and let the landscape call us into it’s story… 

xTiny