Tag: Art
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The Stranger
Be kind to the stranger, The one you don’t recognize. An untold story simmers deep, Beneath her burning eyes. Lend an ear to the stranger, Hear how her heart has bled, Offer comfort, give her strength, As she travels the path ahead. I have to say that the reason I worked on this portrait today…
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Winds of Change
The sky is ablaze, Logic is lost in anger, Winds of change are here. I needed to work on some art, and post some words today. Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: Anger & Logic sort of landed right in front of me at the right moment. I’m doing a lot of praying over here. Black lives…
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Midnight Mayhem
I’m stirring up mayhem tonight, and I’ll probably kick myself for it later. My garden photographs are waiting to be sorted, and my short story still needs an ending, but I REALLY wanted to work on this portrait—so here I am—finishing up in the wee hours of the night. Actually, the “mayhem” I’ve added is…
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Red Solo Cup
Country songs, red solo cup— Metaphors for simpler things. Faded Glory, holding tight— To the memories that they bring. I wanted to try something creative tonight. I’ve had a couple of long days and it’s nice to take a pause, and stop (over) thinking. I took this photograph at a country music festival some time…
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Bare feet, Salty Hair
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. Kahlil gibran No rhyme or reason for this one here. I was looking into my archives, thinking about more feather close-ups, and I just fell in love with these feet. My new classes started…
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Yes, Yes, Yes!
Yes to the rhythm, Yes to the beat, If you can’t stand the fire, Then get out of the heat! Yes to the lyrics, Yes to the tune, Swing to the melody, And dance to the moon! This is a celebratory piece for sure. I was procrastinating a term paper in comparative religion, and the…
