Awhile ago at my favorite place and pastime (all time) in the world, need I say more at the brocante I met an artist and his wife. At the end of the brocante we talked and talked and exchanged numbers. A few months later I went to visit them.
Over time we have visited each other several times and have become friends.
Their home is my dreamboat.
Lovely all around.
Here is a glimpse into their world.
At the end of the day, they invited me to come to their art class/group. I told them I have never painted nor drawn in my life. French Husband was jumping up and down like a crazy puppy, "Oh yes Corey is an artist, I think she would be an excellent painter?" Said the man who questions me one hundred times with, "Are you sure about the paint color?" before I paint anything in the house. I looked at him as if had lost his mind or was trying to score points. Nope, he was hyper-excited about me painting. Then I reminded him that our friends and hence the class is about an hour and a half away.
I was flattered.
Who knows.
But I think I would rather buy their paintings instead.
XXX
Do you paint?
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