Happy Hollidays!!!:-)))

O o o I spoiled some paint!!!!

Like I said in previous post.. I'm getting arty. Now art, painting... comes with spilling, cluttering. making things dirty...
I was doing a painting when my husband came online... o o o, he pushed me away from the easal and started to clean up my mess.
But honey, this is my hobbyroom, I can mess it up as much as I want to, don't I????

Now something for my man:-)

You do Oliver, I love you:-)

What is art?

I find it very difficult to define what art exactly is, or what an artist is. I think anyone who does something creative like painting, writing, photographing, making music, acting or dancing can be an artist.
I don't consider myself an 'artist' but I just like to think I'm creative. In RL I'm not that creative but in SL I have done many many things. That is the difference between me and Oliver, he is a very creative person in RL and a little less in SL. So we are the perfect match;-)
Now since our family situation has changed we got a lot of new space in our house, so we decided to create a hobby room for me and one for Oliver.
I already started last night as you can see. Since I love photography, my room will be a mixture of plain SL pictures and photoshopped pictures.
For Oliver it most likely will be a library full of books, a desk and a laptop;-)

Closure... but remember:-)

Like my son said on his blog, I won't get into details here. Just want to say all things come to an end whether you like it or not.
We break, we mend, we move on... but we got memories:-)

Dark clouds entered my life last night...

Well, another one of my favs;-)

Just to give Oliver an idea what to give me for christmas *grins

LOL

♫♫More songs♫♫

To follow in my sons footsteps a few songs:-)

Oliver gave me a cd of this great singer a while ago, she has a wonderful voice... so listen and enjoy:-)

Split personalities OMG

Jess as rendeer, elven, and ehm...indian??

Well, I always knew my sons were a bit coocoo in the head, but never knew they had split personalities.
I'm kinda worried now... should I call a psychiatrist or something???

Fiddle as hippo, dragon, and euh... a little burning thing??