Being driven to my hotel on the European side
After having landed in Ataturk Airport, the Asian side of Turkey

My cab driver was a spry, elderly gentleman
Who weaved in and out of traffic
I was slightly surprised at myself for feeling calm despite the seemingly reckless driving:
Changing lanes on a whim without signaling or straddling lanes

I thought to myself:
If he managed to drive and lived to this ripe age
I must be in skilled hands... and blissfully caught a few winks
And  delivered refreshed to my hotel front steps

Painting with Seniors..
Nothing like having a collective show to work towards...
To keep the chatter away
And laser-like focus to hone in one's vision
For a masterpiece to come! 😆
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Painting outside in November..
Passes by this park quite often 
And this time, there was a parking spot available..
Finally, everything lined up for this opportunity
Warm clothes, mitts, paints and easel and time all available 
Just had to haul myself out of the car..
I just love gazebos, don't you?
Think I've asked you that before... lol
HAVE A SASSY SATURDAY, dear friends! xoxo

Life Painting
Oil on 18"x24" paper...
Model extraordinaire: Abra Bergen​

​I liked this particular angle of the gazebo
Which meant standing nearby to a fairly busy road intersection 
I got a few passing cars' feedbacks on my painting.. lol
One lady yelled out to me for a card
Which I had to rush to her before the lights changed...

Sorry I didn't get your name
And Thank You for your lovely smile... ^_^

So much for a quiet day under the shade in the park
I loved and felt blessed with all the interactions I had.. ^_^

ENJOY A HEARTFUL DAY ON THIS SUNDAY, dear firends!! xoxo