tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430366519801314328.post5080471534083125666..comments2023-10-09T22:30:41.285+11:00Comments on Susan Buret: The Friday ReportSusan Burethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12622913335854938782noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430366519801314328.post-4974433812921518552009-12-21T13:15:35.825+11:002009-12-21T13:15:35.825+11:00Hi Susan
When I see the rose I think iconic/symbol...Hi Susan<br />When I see the rose I think iconic/symbol. When is a rose not a rose, however you can smell it, without it's smell.And know it's a rose. That's art Baby!Candice Hernehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07081992748938206321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430366519801314328.post-68541238706986901082009-12-14T18:41:47.604+11:002009-12-14T18:41:47.604+11:00That green colour is fabulous Susan. Combined with...That green colour is fabulous Susan. Combined with your poetic description I almost felt cool for a moment.<br /><br />Have fun with those new canvases.Nicola Mosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09506144570765694814noreply@blogger.com