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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 silent 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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