Tuesday, September 10, 2019

Remembering A Dance



Remembering A Dance

A bit of the outside world
turns to a misty fog
forced to the corners
of a familiar studio.

The past is the present
as memories of a dance
begin to appear.   

And the pleasant struggle
of proportions and mysteries
exposed by the light
remove the rest.


Had a wonderful time last night sketching “CH”.
11”x 14” ink and watercolor



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  2. Oh this is so beautiful...and I get a sense of he being comforted in the arms of a robed Protector...possibly a Pink Angel??
    Sorry, a flight of fancy on my part, I know!😉
    Wonderful.😊😊

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    1. Thank you. Hopefully, robed or not, there is someone in her memories to dance with and keep the rest of the world away☺

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