Always thinking, wandering, slipping, into oblivion. I watch my feet, averting my eyes. Glitter catches my gaze as I stare down into the sun. Shuffling amusement, laughing, talking, brilliance bouncing off of the surface. Golden skies and rudabaga, fantasy and reality. Moving ever onward..........
Saturday, June 19, 2010
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Gouache and Pastel on Wood and Bottles Study after Degas
Gouache and Pastel on Wood and Bottles
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