Hey Corinne! :)

it's been a while! hasn't it? :D thought I'd drop by to say hello! :D :D and to show you some love! :D makes you feel special, doesn't it? :D
hope all is going well with you! what are you up to these days? Have you been abducted by aliens??? what?? there's a new crop circle thingy there! I thought that maybe! lol
you got any crazy plans for the summer??? :) Gigs? Festivals? Travelling?

as for me, I'm doing great! got a couple of friends coming to visit from abroad so it's quite exciting! :) and had so much fun last week in Montreal for Canada day! always brilliant spending time with friends! can't wait to do it again! :)

take care of yourself and write back when you get the chance! :)
cheers and love
margaret xxxxx

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Hope your week is going fantastic!  Thanks for taking time to comment my pic.  You're the best Corinne Van den Heuvel

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It was late into the night and Vodka looked at Love as it peer past the glass of the bottle and Vodka said "I have a lot of things which I want to express" and Love answered "such as?".  Vodka replied "that I treasure you above all things" and Love replied how touching that was.  As the night wore on, Vodka proceeded to say much more and love blushed as love's image was a blur of pink approving through the bottle.  Vodka continued and said many things drowned in a confusion of expression.  Before morning came, love asked for more but there was no response since Vodka was passed out asleep in the bottle.  When Vodka awoke with a headache, love was not there.  Vodka in a state of panic rolled off the table and crashed onto the floor with his head spinning and love could not be found there either.  The bottle was broken and Vodka laid evaporating on the floor.  When Vodka's last drops were about to dissappear, Love returned and asked, "who are you?"  "I'm Vodka, I spoke to you last night and I'm deeply sorry for all I said," replied Vodka.  Love looked at Vodka and said it did not bother her for the one she spoke to was in a bottle of beautiful glass and all she now saw was shattered bits of glass and not much left inside where emotions count.  Vodka pleaded with Love to forgive him but Love casted him aside and said it happened to her often since she was drawn to passion and this would pass as his last drops for she was not contained in a bottle but a heart where her inner identity was a soul which would last forever. "You are bound by a cork of deception and I'm bound by truth and truth does not keep things inside for its contents do not dissappear when exposed and have no fear of being revealed for mine are timeless," declared Love.  At this time Vodka was no more and floated into the nothingness, back to a realm where its words had vanished in thin air and with that Love went on its way.
-R, 2009

Thanks, Corinne! I know we're hitting the museum many times, and the zoo is a great idea, too. Hope you get across the pond and we can meet in real life!

 

"The Pirate's Bride" 6' by 6' ft. acrylic/oil on canvas


 

close-up from the painting "The Chance, Passion's Innuendo"

thank you for the friendship, Raymond