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glamour, by extension

C is friends with the fashion stylist Rebekah Roy (left in both pics above) ... one of those people who personify calm and smiling success. On her blog she presents glamour in this very sincere, straightforward way ... whether she's taking pictures of people on the street, talking about stain removers, her favourite videos, or attending some glittering party. One minute she's ruminating on hair extensions, and in the next she reveals how she's been featured on the Vogue UK site. A real disarmer and charmer (and this without meeting her yet, although I feel like I know her because we both did our time in Winnipeg).


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Coming home from Russia, we did many bad things.; mixed media on canvas, 10 x 10 inches. In my own life, the glamour is wholly imagined.

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witches, smoke; mixed media on canvas, 10 x 10 inches. My second go at this one, and for some reason I'm painting a lot of smoke lately (note to self: tell C that I want to be cremated).

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Now, just for a laugh, watch this.

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  1. Hey, love your stuff!!!

    Thanks for stopping by my place today...I'll be back soon...

    x o Willow

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  2. Hello Darryl, what a great place... These paintings I really like, thanks for visiting me :)
    All the best from Scotland
    Rima

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  3. I like 'We did bad things...' but there's too much in this post for me to respond too - and in the one before so I'll just say Leon Golub is amazing.

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  4. Hey Redhanded, thanks for being a loyal blog reader of Artist in LA LA Land. I see you have good taste with your glorifying of C. Love the smoke theme going through your paintings. And I've noticed that many of your paintings titles tell little stories. Wonderful! Best to you!

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  5. people who say smoking is bad for you haven't seen your work. maybe you should do a p.s.a.

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  6. where there is fire, there is smoke. yea. love em.
    and steve m. is my absolute. all time. favorite. thanks for sharing!

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  7. Anonymous5:18 am

    Bravo !!!Thanks

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