Or Nebulae, Pinceau and brushes…
Oui un paysage, pas d’ici mais plutôt ailleurs, bien ailleurs….une nébuleuse, dont le nom est comme elle…nébuleux dans ma mémoire, quelque part je l’ai mais ce sera pour une prochaine…
Yes a landscape, or a stellarscape should I say…A Nebulae, wearing a name that is as much nebulous to my recollection, another time I will dig out the Name…
And maybe some are wondering about Pinceau, yes he is there, wanting his food…as usual…
Et certains se demandent sûrement ce qu’il arrive avec Pinceau, il est encore bien là…et il a faim….comme d’habitude…
OMG!! Paint Pinceau into a nebula.. the Pinceau Nebula.
What’s the black markings in the corners of his eyes?
I am thinking about a painting of him…eating…or sleeping…or hiding…I don’t know about the black markings, each winter he has them, probably something coming from his eyes, too dry maybe, I have the same, but not black…just crusty like psoriasis or something like that…I tried pulling them out…no way…