Day 2 of 30
This may be even harder than I thought...
An empty bottle of the first "good" perfume I ever bought for myself. In Paris. When I was 25 years old.
And yes, the real pleasure in painting it came from the occasional scent of a time long ago. What can I say, it was Paris after all!
1/3/2013 08:21:14 am
Margaret, I so admire you for setting up you blog website and painting daily. I have been meaning to do this for.......I don't know, about 2 years now. Great work!
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