Pillar of Prose - ColorsDipping her brush tip lightly into the paint, she smiled faintly. Colors, colors, colors. She slowly and delicately drew her brush over the canvas, the bristles gliding over the dips and ridges, leaving wet hue-globs to spread and settle and soak into permanence. One must be careful with paint, she knew, for the simple reason that once pure white was stained, there was no eraser or bleach or water with which to clean mistakes away. And so she led her brush in an elegant sky-dance that spoke of clouds and fog and distant blue-white dreams in which ships that sailed over cirrus-seas harbored in docks nestled among the untouchable white heaven-wPillar of Prose - Colors
thank you very much for the
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"The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization. "
....emerson
*Dark-Arts-Asylum
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In the kingdom of madness, a sane man, or one of his alternate personalities, bays at the moon.
Senior U.E.O. for the *Dark-Arts-Asylum
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member of *Dark-Arts-Asylum
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Carnival Macabre
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Life.
( Some Assembly Required )
Dave gold
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contemporary, narrative, compulsive painter
Much appreciated.
Where in the US are you from?
I cant wait to see more from you.
Good luck.
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"Heaven's not the place that you go when you die, its that moment in life when you actually feel...
...Alive."
-The Spill Canvas
Alex
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When enthusiasm is driven by confidence any goal can be attained
-Robert E. Regent
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