EJP is working at becoming her own boss so her dreams can come true
I so want to own a gallery, were u can come sit and browse over coffee or tea and a muffin if u please. puruse the walls and take in the aroma of coffe and paint, as u glance over your shoulder u spy my workshop, an unfinished picece, a leath, suddenly the sent of pine taps u on the shoulder and ure attention is drawn to a landscape, the most tranquil greens. the door bell jingles and your reminded ure coffee is getting cold u sit and watch the passers by, each one a painting each one unique.