feeling that your soul was drawn tight, keening for the caress of the rosined
bow of reality to set it vibrating in some holy chord, your body an instrument
of the divine? When words don't work anymore?
That's the way I felt walking down the beach that day. The result is the image below.
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Beyond Words 11 x 14, Oil on Panel |
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