Monday, May 14, 2012

The Artiste Comments

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The blank canvas stood inviting in the corner of his imagination patiently waiting for his hand to do something,
he just stood there staring,
emptiness, a grand illusion so known to his heart, overwhelmed him.
Sun peeking through the tiny space of the heavy curtain hanging heavy over the window only reaching the palette,
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