Though the path is laid out, I find it in the details of the surroundings.  In every curve, pattern, and texture a message is evident.  There are no definites, but there are certainly secrets.  Knowing what I experience, but it isn’t the same as what’s in my mind.  It’s a wonderful escape, the beauty of art.  Separating reality from you make reality into in your mind.  That’s the joy and beauty of art.  Taking in the surroundings of your world, making it into whatever you dream.  Simple, complex, new, old it’s all possible.  It’s how you look at a situation, a moment, a person.  The intrigue lies not only in what you see but how you see it.  That is what draws us in, the eye of the beholder.
Looking Down


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