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Process of a Painting: Transforming a Door

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I have *never* in my life celebrated this day with any significant other. An astrologer once described Venus’s placement in my birth chart as “intercepted,” meaning that she is not really talking to many other planets and is therefore a very strong but also a very silent planet for me (until a spectacular meteor shower comes along and wakes her up). * Anyway, it’s a day for recognizing love but not necessarily being with a beloved. Or an excuse to buy some extra nice chocolate. Coincidentally out of the two different partners (throughout five respective years) that I could have possibly shared something with, both were away in different countries every year on this day (as well as on my birthday at the end do the month). * But for me the real romance lies hidden in the deeper meaning of our stories and in the sweet innocence of young children who find “love” in the songs that we sing... “Shall I go walk the woods so wild, as I was thinking that I was once so sore beguiled, what remedy though, alas for love I die of woe.” I had no idea what that meant when I was growing up, nor did I even really contemplate it, but it felt truly romantic in the most gentle sense of the word.

Sometimes I write down the things that children say. I was going through my old notes and found this... but can’t remember who said it and why! Wisdom regardless. #thewisdomofchildren

If you know me well then you know this. I made the sauce mostly out of caramelized onions plus fresh tomatoes/a little tomato paste. Toppings are roasted sweet potato, smoked mozzarella, feta and capers. #homemadepizzaforthewin #italianheritage

Salad for the winter doldrums. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever run out of creative ideas... but so far they just keep happening. Red cabbage, peppers, cilantro and sesame dressing.

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