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| The November wind |
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| The November wind tests a stalwart soul. |
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| A man kicks dry brown leaves which swirl and flutter in the selfish wind. |
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| His thoughts, like hopeful green leaves now drained of color and urgency, roam and fidget never to be completed or understood. 11-09-15 watercolor, pencil |
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| Weeds grow where wheat once proudly stood |
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| Intricately tiled domes succumb, a dark mysterious wood. |
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| The weathervane spins but no one looks |
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| a black cat watches the laundry dry |
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| And idled soldiers wet their lines |
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| Achilles remains unfocused… why? |
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| The Occupation 5/27/2015 mixed media |
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| Class is in session |
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| We might study trees |
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| …or Art |
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| …or our place in the world |
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| or maybe even Astronomy! |
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| Awesome! |
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| 03-27-15a mixed media |
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| "Keeping the Lines of Communication Open" mixed media March 7, 2015 |
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| peace dove (detail) |
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| detail |
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| detail |
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| will you be my friend? |
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| Do you realize… |
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| that all we ever talk about is the weather? |
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| You'd think that's all there was in this world. |
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| Bon courage little people! |
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| The bard's bicycle… |
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| A bird sings somewhere… |
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| In the morning… |
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| One bluebird, |
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| Two bluebirds… |
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| …and no one is home. |
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| …a little man sleeping! Gently snoring. |
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| Bear snuffles… |
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| We live in a world of great possibilities |
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| Jan. 31, 2015 mixed media |
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| "This job sucks." |
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| "What are you doing for the holiday?" |
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| "I don't know…" |
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| "Heh, get wasted, probs." |
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| … |
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| "Cool." |
