June 15, 2008 by theblondeone
Art is many things and means many different things to different people. Sometimes a picture really does say a thousand words, sometimes it says nothing and that is ok too. Often times there is a message in the work and sometimes we fail to see or heed that message.
Occasionally we run across someone who touches us deeply with their work. My pick for artist of the week this week is a man who I admire for his skills with a camera, and his ability to manipulate some of those images as well as his powerful and emotional words. Take a look and I know you won’t be disappointed!
Featured Artist
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June 14, 2008 by theblondeone
Some people are born sexy.
Some become sexy as they grow.
Sexy to each of us as individuals is a different thing.
What one finds sexy another may not.
Sexy
Sultry
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June 14, 2008 by theblondeone
This man has a way with words.
He is unique in a world full of sameness.
His words evoke emotion.
Read him – I dare you!!
Erased
More
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June 14, 2008 by theblondeone
Spanish is an easy language to learn so they tell me. Of course I have since found out that those that tell me it is easy can’t speak it themselves. Why does this not surprise me? The world is full of people who will give you all manner of advice if you ask them and often when you don’t!
Today’s Spanish words are No Comprendo. I think I will be saying this a lot!
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June 13, 2008 by theblondeone
A slight breeze blows
A white mist over
All it sees
As the chilled night air
Reaches out.
I sit and watch
As the cold
Night air
Swirls around
Dancing lightly across
The pond
Over the field
And to my door
Where it
Reaches out
To me
Like a long
Lost
Friend
Only to recoil
At my touch.
For I am
Colder
Than the night air
My heart weeps
My body aches
My hurt is all
Encompassing
The pain leaves a
Void
A deep
Dark
Cold
Void
Called
Loneliness
As I sit
We become friends
The misty
Night and I
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