Well I can't believe this month is gone....the time seems to be in warp speed...guess it will slow down when the snow flies Or when pigs fly............I remember the old people talking when I was as child, "my how the time flies" "seems like just yesterday that Johnny was a little tike, now he has children of his own." All the remember when....story's of days gone by. They never would have believed that we would be writing our thoughts on this machine to people we only know this way, and have never met face to face. No fence to talk over....no porch to sit on. Only to sit in our living rooms and travel around the world, meeting people who have the same interest, making art and staying connected. I hope December gives you all you desire. Peace and Love...and the greatest of these is LOVE. Diane
a Visit to the Queen and Old Friends at the Norton Simon
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Manet, The Ragpicker
Corot, La Cigale
Daumier, Saltimbanques Resting
Study:
Corot, Rebecca at the Well
Bazille, Woman in the Moorish Costume
Cezanne, ...
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