... as a place to practise my work with enamel paints!
I look at the flowers now - after the 21 days they took to cure - and I can see where I'd like to change things, or re-do the strokes.
But at some point, I must have stuff that is mine - mistakes and all.
So this is here, in my living room, and when I look at it, I know that I have progressed: from nothing, to here, and onto much, much more.
We all have to start somewhere . . . .
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