So much of my time lately has been spent
within these beautiful studio walls.
There's this beaming light, basting every uncovered surface.
Walls quickly filling with illustrations of Portuguese Girls,
boats that lay Adrift and an ever growing 52FACES
The sounds are what I like the most,
voices of chirping passers by,
in all sorts of timbres and tones,
rushing in constantly from the busy street outside my open windows.
I love the sound of footsteps, clicking heels and rolling bicycle wheels.
The Paint on my palette never gets washed off,
instead cadmium hues and marine blue
are layered in endless combinations of grey.
I like that the next painting or illustration
has a little of the previous one in it.
Almost like it evolved from the other.
A little of my beautiful mess...
xx Stella
nd me on Facebook and Instagram
within these beautiful studio walls.
There's this beaming light, basting every uncovered surface.
Walls quickly filling with illustrations of Portuguese Girls,
boats that lay Adrift and an ever growing 52FACES
The sounds are what I like the most,
voices of chirping passers by,
in all sorts of timbres and tones,
rushing in constantly from the busy street outside my open windows.
I love the sound of footsteps, clicking heels and rolling bicycle wheels.
The Paint on my palette never gets washed off,
instead cadmium hues and marine blue
are layered in endless combinations of grey.
I like that the next painting or illustration
has a little of the previous one in it.
Almost like it evolved from the other.
A little of my beautiful mess...
xx Stella
nd me on Facebook and Instagram
