“Each flower must emerge from the darkness to bathe in the light." Mary recalled her mother's words, as well as the emotional inflection she had used to express them. Mama had always sounded as if she were singing. If her voice had been a season, it would have been spring, for there had been such hope in Mama's words.” - Mary Calvi, Dear George, Dear Mary: A Novel of George Washington's First Love
Creatively adventurous, be this watercolours, acrylics, alcohol inks. Exploring media, mixing them and bending the laws of reality. Often lost in the dreams and imaginary worlds. In love with colours, shapes and abstraction. Aware of the beautiful dream realms and untold paths which are not.. Read more…