This other blog (see link below) was created to display my decorative items for sale. However as time passes by, the time to paint for sale just eluded me

No special reason as to why I still have this blog... maybe it's just to remind me..... that's where and how I started to be where I am now :)

All items shown are hand-painted personally by yours truly... but now I focus on commissioned jobs. So, I do take orders... but the queue is long... sorry :( .... but if you are willing to wait in the queue... I'm more than obliged to paint for you..... It would be an honour!!!!

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Ebony set

I am
blessed ... I was commissioned to paint a set of items for a lady who has everything ...that her friends feel that my paintings would be make great personalised items from them to her. And thus the journey began ...

She's a teacher retiring today... and her colleagues felt that personalised paintings on household decorative items would be most befitting for a lady who has everything that money can buy. I hope I lived up to expectations... have a look see here ya... a wall mirror teamed with a tissue box, a wall plague and a tea-box ... set painted in black with hydrangeas ....

The wall mirror and the wall plague

The tea-box which can actually be used as a jewelry box too

The tissue box as seen at different angles

Have a great day ya... am facing writer's block today ... haven't the words to story-tell hehe


Holly Usher said...

You are litrely so good at painting, maybe you could give me a few tips ;) xx

Nora's Touch said...

gee... thanx :))

tip #1 : paint with a smile in your heart .... just enjoy n savour d moment :))

Anonymous said...

You are so gifted that i wish i was a teeny weeny bit as talented. Anyway, I tried my hand at painting recently and it just dint turn out alright so i threw the palette, colours and all at the nearest wall and guess what, the splatter dribbled out into outlines of odd shapes and patterns. and there I was, wasting oodles of time, musing over my "handiwork" , divining what those shapes were, here a cow, there a headless chicken right next to a billy goat......, u know like them transient ethereal cloudy teardrops blown away by the whispering wind. I cleaned up the mess and that night, my beloved Argentina got slaughtered by Germany. Looking back, it must have been my wayward soul whispering "Dont Cry For Me Argentina", a premonition of the future in a splatter delivered in the church of a breeze to the lee of my thoughts....Happy painting.


joven said...

beautiful blog..pls visit mine to,and be a follower..thanks and God bless..

Nora's Touch said...

Wind... I always enjoy reading your musings ...tho' I must admit half the time I'm lost trying to decode your cryptic messages hahaha. Tho' I pride myself for having a pretty good grasp of the English language.... but hey... I feel like a babe who has just learned her A B C's :) Anyway ... painting is subjective, it's in the eye of the beholder... who's to judge ur masterpiece huh???? carry on painting sir....

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