My Sweet Rose painting

My Sweet Rose painting
Madonna Litta
madonna with the yarnwinder painting
Mother and Child
No, that's all right, Artoo. I'd rather keep it on manual control for a while." Then the stout robot delivered a final whimper that sounded to Luke like a noiseof defeat. Luke was amused by the droid's concern for his health. "Trust me,Artoo," Luke said with a gentle smile. "I know where I'm going and I'll get us theresafely. It's not far." Han Solo was desperate now. The Falcon had still not been able to shrug offthe four TIE fighter or the enormous Star Destroyer that pursued it. Solo raced down to the ship's hold and began to work frantically on repairing themalfunctioning hyperdrive unit. It was all but impossible to carry out the delicaterepair work necessary while the Falcon shook with each blast of flak from thefighters. Han snapped orders at his copilot, who checked the mechanisms as he wascommanded. "Horizontal booster." The Wookiee barked. It looked fine to him. "Alluvial damper." Another bark. That part was also in place. "Chewie, get me the hydrospanners."