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© blithe16
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Uploaded: 03/18/11 3:16 AM GMT
la viva
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illustrations->traditional
He may have lost his shirt in a foolish bet...one of his many regrettable decisions. (charcoal april 2010)
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A lot of character in that face. Nice details in your sketch and an interesting bit of verse. Thanks for sharing.
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Painting is an illusion, a piece of magic, so what you see is not what you see. - Philip Guston
He looks transfixed by both time and verse.
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TicK
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Cameras are like people--sometimes they lose focus.
Interesting face. I like the charcoal image that you did here.
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MANNING/CROWLEY Controversy: Truth tellers beware.
Some how think he could us some color in his life nice work on this.
Rob
Rob
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The reason why the sunsets in the evening is because it wants to see the sunrise in the morning. I rise in the morning because I want to see them both. RvdB
The poetry is Excellent and your charcoal is beautiful. keep it comming.
Vic
Vic
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Very nice. An artist and poet...I can relate. =)
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"A closed mind is a wonderful thing to lose."
Emily
You sure have eloquence with words! He may have lost his shirt but he still looks like he kept his pride intact! you can see it in his face. He looks worn but still very much alive. Great job on this charcoal!
You sure have eloquence with words! He may have lost his shirt but he still looks like he kept his pride intact! you can see it in his face. He looks worn but still very much alive. Great job on this charcoal!
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"It is not MY fault that I never learned to accept responsibility!"
and subtle pride, splitting you in two, choose forever chaos or freedom-
wrapped, soaked in mud, fall. take your eyes and lie
to nothing: you are my everything and instrument to fail, I disintegrate.
alas to my everything, shout to no one, a falcon yell to deaf mind.
trapped: to my, capture, clandestine and loving, volition to enter a wager
fixed, spread over your mouth, a perfection settled through cries, and beauty,
spend your body and trade with the advocate of fettered wisdom. disintegrate,
mud turned into dust, spread over plain sight.
-EaB