Angela Sullivan Art

Morning Coffee The first cup is always the best. When my eyes pop open the first thing I think about is that I am glad to be alive and thankful that God allowed me live to see another day and then Coffee. As I lay there I think I can smell that wonderful aroma. My imagination I am sure.... But wait... my husband did get up sometime before me and the coffee is made. I see the dark rich fluid as it becomes dark in the cup. I feel the warmth in my hand as I hold the delicate china cup and drink in the senses of pleasure even before my lips touch the cool glass rim. And then Ahhh! Nothing like it. I would like to  share this toast with my artist friend Janett Marie who daily paints coffee cups. Visit her blog to experience a different kind of cup.   4x4 oil on canvas panel Unavailable

Columbian Dream Ever dreamed of a cup of coffe so rich so dark so fragrant. How about that rich dark aroma as you hold the warm brew in both hnds while being warmed by the heavy porcelain cup. This is what it is all about. The things dreams are made of, Columbian Dreams. 6x8 acylic on canvas panel UNAVAILABLE