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Grateful for Hospitality

I am grateful on this day, 
Saturday 11th December 2010,
for Hospitality

A week ago tonight 
I was sleeping 
in this bed
It was kindly given up for me
after a lovely day of

girlfriend gathering,
 celebrations
and Dior Exhibition
Beautiful Model Daughter


My contribution today for
A Virgin A Day

Silent Night by David Cawthorne 


I was touched by this simple painting
and inspired as
the artist is one of a number of
Mouth Painters
@
Mouth & Foot Painting Artists
9 Inverness Place
London W2 3JG


Beautiful Virgins to be found at ~
Recuerda mi Corazon



Comments

Spadoman said…
Oh yes, the Virgin Mother, being just that. Wonderful painting no matter how the artist held the tools. Great post.

Peace to you Ms. Foxy
Sue,
I love coming here and seeing your friends and family. It warms my heart in a way you cannot imagine. It is like visiting really because you offer such an openness in doing it. Thank you. I am grateful for that! I love this little nativity scene and I am reminded of Christy Brown and the story of 'My Left Foot' if you are familiar with it. My own mother had Parkinson's disease and found that drawing and painting was something that gave her great joy and solace. I love that you posted this. Thank you for your lovely words on my blog yesterday.
xoxo,
Noelle
deb did it said…
your painting looks Batik. I love the simplicity
Annie Jeffries said…
I was thinking the same thing as Deb - batik. I was surprised to see that it was painted by mouth. The control is spectacular. I've also been meaning to asking you were you found the wonderful advent calendar.
Carola Bartz said…
I love today's virgin, and even more when I learned that it is mouth-painted. It is so beautiful and touching at the same time.
Anonymous said…
What courage and determination this artist has to paint this beautiful nativity scene.
There is no limit as to what we can do if we just let ourselves discover them! The mouth painting is very humbling along with a sense of awe.
Our attitudes and beliefs (or lack thereof I suppose) are our greatest limitations.
What a lovely trip you seemed to have had!
Charlotte said…
I am also grateful for a lovely weekend that us lady-folk shared together. A am especially grateful to Jane for sharing her home with us and making my special Mum so comfortable with her my very special friend. Jane I hope you have visited this blog to see this gratitude from us xxx
Jane said…
Beautiful day!! I'm wishing for such ...

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