30.1.08

cup of common calamity


there is a small poem to go with this small painting,
but I cannot seem to finish it.
for now, a lonely canvas board paired with the midnight inspiration of finished tea
and the last of my titanium white acrylic.

1 comment:

Ali said...

I Love it, E. For as much as I usually detest still lifes (Is that how you word it? Stills life, maybe? Ha, no.), I would hang this little teacup in my house, friend. Seriously.