Was digging up

some old artwork, was going to take some photos of them, but in Iceland daylight is hiding behind the curtains of winter. But as i was digging them up from the basement of this big house, and as i brought them inside, i felt i missed them like old friends and so i stuck them on the walls and every time i look at them, i get the same warm feeling inside as when i see my plants blossom or see my kids sleep.

here are two> rather old > perhaps 10 years old> or older>




i have stopped painting or drainting .... i have done nothing for almost 4 years
and i miss it beyond words

but i am serving the muse of words and i can't desert her now....