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January 22, 2011


She had rebellious olives? I think missed something. Pit, the Great Commoner?

Harder to paint than they are to eat?

The olives were quiet and silent but she had the distinct feeling they were mocking her. These were handsome subjects, representing the three races of her realm, but when the audience was over, she cruelly condemned them all.

My favourite is the black one. (And I'm an expert for olives.)
Your olives and words are equally tasty.
There is a real treat for our senses waiting for us here every day.
Thank you, Beth.

Very good painting - each object has its own character, and there's a slight mysterious darkness.

I'm loving these watercolors. Make greeting cards!!!

What's not to love? Gorgeous olives, so mysterious & beautifully composed and a poem that invades the everyday and makes *me* that queen (thanks for that flight of fancy).

Very nice painting, this mysterious darkness is great.

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