Sunday, November 29, 2009


She bought some colored pens. All the colors to fit every mood. Write in the mood you choose. Purple is supposed to be artistic. But when she tries to draw. The image never matches what she sees in her mind. The mood or feeling she is trying to capture. When she paints she is happy. Time flies, swirls of colors, feelings. Mostly for some reason she almost always ends up painting with her hands and fingers like a kindergartner. They went to the store. They bought spatulas of all shapes and sizes. Different mark making tools, including a pizza cutter. It's just another way to paint the lines.

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