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When Mute Memories Start Talking
When Mute Memories Start Talking 2:45 in the morning seems to be the best time for me to work. Even the noisy avenue outside of my studio is<b> silent </font></b>except for an intermittent solitary car passing by. It's quiet. Quiet enough for those old memories to lash out and make you wince at a choice you made. You can either ruminate on it or barrel on through and keep on living with the consequences. Regardless, this is the time that i get to paint, draw, write and get everything done without the interruptions. This is the time when drawing goes from a step by step process right into some artistic jazz where i get so lost in what I'm doing that i can't remember how i managed to get a brush stroke done without regard but exactly what needed to be there. Anyway, this one is a work in progress for a . Posted with permission for approval. |
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Whoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god. Aristotle Looks great.
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You do have talent! Cheers, love the artwork.
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