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Vivid color and raw energy
in spontaneous emotion.
Art is my way of life, adding
color in all directions I journey. Art is my way of thought,
abstract patterns provoking memories and perception. Art is my
way of sight, shaping form to color and texture. Art is my way
of giving, imagination the keeper of keys. Art is my way of
speaking, paintings pause, but are never the liar. Art is my way
to love, rationing David from inside no doubt. Art is my way of
hearing, vivid color, but never a shout.
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