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Gin and Tonic – The essential mixed drink!

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My dear friend bought me a goose. A very large goose. A grey one. I had to kill it tonight and use it’s juice. LOL

Last night after work, this wind down cocktail was a little wonder.

The recipe

Pack a your favorite tumbler with ice and we mean pack it full.

Add lime slices, we like to add them in the middle of the ice.

Fill to half way with your favorite gin, this is Grey Goose, but we also like a little multi faceted gin called The Botanist.

Now this is important! The tonic.

Top off the glass with a fresh glass bottle of a good quality tonic, like Schweppes or Canada Dry with quinine, unless you can’t take quinine. Stir a little, pierce the lime slices a little, for an instant lime surge.

Sit down in a patch of sunshine, take a deep breath and sip way.

 

College Corners, Portia

New Works – Spring Rain

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Two new works by me, Portia.

Not much to say about my work, not even sure where it comes from. One thing! The title does not arrive until the painting is finished.

Finished? When is a work finished?

I often joke that it is finished, when it is taken away from me by the next owner.

I once heard an artist say to another artist “A Paint Over!”

Well, it was obviously an insult, a very, southern style insult. I nearly spoke up but, the artist eloquently said “Of Course, every painting in the world is a paint over”. This may or may not be true. But, it is for me.

I keep painting till I can unapologetically, let the work go to the gallery that represents me, knowing that some work will return to be messed with another day.

 

College Corners, Interior Design, Portia, The Bird Cage Boutique

New Works – Spring Rain

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Two new works Portia.

Not much to say about my work, not even sure where it comes from. One thing! The title does not arrive until the painting is finished.

Finished? When is a work finished?

I often joke that it is finished, when it is taken away from me by the next owner.

I once heard an artist say to another artist “A Paint Over!”

Well, it was obviously an insult, a very, southern style insult. I nearly spoke up but, the artist eloquently said “Of Course, every painting in the world is a paint over”. This may or may not be true. But, it is for me.

I keep painting till I can unapologetically, let the work go to the gallery that represents me, knowing that some work will return to be messed with another day.