in shades of grey
no sunshine – nor joy – no days to play
I was smothered by concrete
borders-boundries and rules
UNTIL ONE DAY
I was given the tools.
Colors sprang forth
Trees grew and bent
I laughed and I cried
I travelled and went.
To the land of the abstract
where I belong
filled with the spirit
singing my song.
Where the lilies bloom
No toil ~ No gloom
Follow your bliss, Miss
I WAS BORN ABSTRACT
* This painting is part of a mural, on my water tank, in Playa Avellanas, Costa Rica. It is the Rabbit Hole. I dream of having a special kind of surf camp there.
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thanks for the like-
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ah ha! now that I got that through-I just thought I’d let you know I’ve been having a problem with my replies-I just get a swirl-I figured out another way to do this-thanks
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Sorry it took this long to reply…Thanks for the like..means a lot to me.
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Good morning-I can’t find your comment to reply directly to my Dad post. Darn it. Thank you. Now you know why I like your architectural, industrial work. Besides it’s good!
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