Tag: Abstract
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Hanging On
I watched little leaves, Drifting in the wind.Spinning, twirling, floating.Landing ever so softly,On the ground beneath my feet. On the branch above,One was still hanging on.Quivering in the breeze. And I wondered…Was it shaking from fear,Afraid to let go?Or was it fighting to break free,Hoping to fly? And I wondered…If that were me,What would I do?Would…
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City Lines
City life is millions of people being lonesome together.—Henry David Thoreau I took some additional photographs of the sunset a few nights ago (pictured in Mesmerized) and I liked this one because of all the utility lines. I like how they added interest to the sky… sort of City meets Sunset. With my new photo…
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Child’s Play
They’re coming for us! Swords blazing bright, fight or flight… Get out while you can! It kind of ruins the mood when I try to explain everything, but this Image and Haiku are just too weird to NOT have something to back them up. The base of the abstract is a jungle gym at a…
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Nostalgia
Butterfly kisses, Sweet memories, pure and chaste, Taste of innocence. Today’s Everything Red is another recycling project; a collage of red roses with a guiltless white. It stands out like a sore thumb… the white sheep of the family. There’s some symbolism there I’m sure. Reusing the old arouses nostalgia… it’s a great way to…
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The Exhibit
Let the fire inside you burn. I’m having a fun time with this new series. The possibilities are endless, and I think of new things every day. I’ve recycled some older pieces for today’s Everything Red. The red abstract is from many moons ago, and the shadowy aesthete is my youngest son—posing in a photo I…
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Rescue 27
Sometimes a dramatic rescue is a simple act of showing up. This piece is all about Gil. I think of him when I see red, especially if it’s an emergency vehicle. He’s the kind of person that just shows up. I’m extremely grateful for his friendship, ear, wisdom, and his extraordinary ability to point people…
a sprinkle of faith 