I just could not resist the temptation! To press the little bubble while waiting for the «blopp» gave me great pleasure as a child (annoying my mother though :¤ ). Fuchsias still fascinate me, and I can spend hours studying them as they dance through the process of life.
Many years ago I saw a marvellous exhibition of sculptures by Edgar Degas in Firenze. In one room I met the little 14-year old dancer – standing there in the middle of the dark room – all by herself. I will never forget this experience. I sat down in a corner. Time stopped.
Nyyydelig 😀
Hjertelig takk Agnete!
After beeing away from your blogg for several months now, it´s hard to catch up. But i will, and I´ll start with this one. Beautiful of course, but it is also astonishing what you can see in things that I, and also most other people I think, can also see but still without seeing what you can see. The relationship between your flowers and the paintings is breathtaking.
Bjørn
Bjørn, so good to have you back!!! Your comments is a real inspiration. Thanks and enjoy.