It’s remarkable how scents can take you right back to a moment in time and you are re living it in every sense of the word. That’s how I felt this morning when I finally unpacked a carton that has been tucked away for years in my storage. The smell of oil paints entered into me like breath into my lungs, it filled me up, imbuing me totally with fresh inspiration. There is no remedy for it.

My French easel that I had bought over 20 years ago, I had forgotten how beautiful it was in it’s aged beech wood  and brass-plated fittings in the tradition of fine cabinetry. It’s definitely a design that has stood the test of time.


My painting does not come from the easel but it sure helps.

in the garden

copyright Es-tee Miller

“You still dream about the people lost in your memory, fabricated by your nostalgia and romanticized by your broken heart”…

About redcontroversy

I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, favourite quote is: "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive". ~ Eleonora Duse ~ soul is definitely alive.
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  1. Jack Millans says:

    Beautiful! and what a lovely setting to be creative in. Jack M.

  2. Donna M Sheppard says:

    Beautiful Painting . . . how do you keep your easel so clean, lol?

  3. Annette Tilden says:

    This post really spoke to me, Estee. I would love to see more of your paintings.

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