As promised, I am supplying you with the photo I was using as I painted this. I want you to look at it, as it is a goat in a field of poppies. That is what I was trying to paint, and somehow it became this.
No goat, no poppies.
Sometimes, the heart wants what the heart wants, but the paintbrush wants something else altogether.
No goat, no poppies.
Sometimes, the heart wants what the heart wants, but the paintbrush wants something else altogether.
Oh birdie, you're so sweet. You are a bird, not a goat, and you should be fine with that.
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