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The canvas is dirty
The picture makes no sense
It's time to lay the brushes down
And put away the pens
The empty space upon the wall
Brings relief to those who saw
The broken lines that created . nothing . at . all
The piercing colors burned your eyes
The textures closed your mind
No tears will fall for this art
Once it's left behind
I just finished my website yesterday. now its time to work on advertising and promotion. Not sure how to do all that, but I didn't know how to build a website before I did. So on to the next learning experience :) I'm really excited about getting it up there, but to be honest i'm more excited about getting back to painting. this has taken all of my time so far this week, i'm hoping to get the bulk of it done this week so after this i can just maintain it and focus on making art.
i love the way they did this video. the three women that shaped one man's life. and the way he shaped, and controlled theirs.
it makes me think of my father, and the woman that made him who he is. i loved my grandma, but it makes me sad to think that she didn't know how to show my father the love he needed. because of it he has ruled the lives of everyone he has known since. i have never felt so sorry for him.
Just outside my window pane
The world is changing every day
With each risisng of the Sun
A brand new chance o come undone
To be set free
To scream out loud
To stand up tall
To stand up proud
Show the eyes what they must see
Tell the World what i can be
But, today
I'll hide away
Maybe tomorrow I'll be me
Yes, maybe tomorrow I'll be free.
It was only a dream
I awoke to the Moon's light dancing through my window
Coming to rest upon
The face of the man I truly love
It was only a dream
I slip from my bed to walk the halls
Of my haven from the storm
Peace holds me in her arms
Here I fear no harm
But alas,
It was only a dream
I lie here in this black cold night
Soaking in the rain of life
Relentless pounding on my heart