New work, and old- flipping like a politician

So I am taking these down, and storing them, but a lot of touch up needed- but wanted to share what I found buried in a pile Canvas.... take a look:)

My Starry night

In Lovers arms

Purple haze

Where do we go from here?.......

I'm a Picasso!

Earth

Moons of Jupiter

"the Cafe" - Van Goh (not finished)

Eyes shut open

journey

Her

Explosion of Stars and chaos

So I am here to ponder

House

blossom

We were just kids

St. Louis

Glass half full

the Road

cyclone
"Dusk of the Colosseum"

"Reach"



"paris is calling"
"And you didn't think I "knew Jack"

"Under the Starlights"

"water hole"
"Amsterdam memory"

"For one"
"Smoke ring"
"peeping - TOM"

"Lady in Blue"

well... Its been a little over three months now. Living in a converted motel 6- studio apartment. I have to pull my bed "out " at night.. and to be frank, I don't even bother- if I do, it just takes up my "living space".... so i've made fort on the couch. I've actually cut bathroom time in rations, only so that I can go into another "room" more frequently. There's no love machine here in Summerview. Only the occasional snore from next door can be heard..(walls are paper thin...which worries ma little, because there was an awful lot of crying coming from this apartment..but, hey I'm sure they weren't listening.. )..oh, and i hear the train every hour..

There is pain in my heart. And gloss over my eyes. But you know what they say whatever hurts, makes you stronger. So I'm getting there. I miss things before. The family i had. The chances I had to do things the right way.