Tag: color

growing up

Were you allowed to express yourself growing up? Or were your passionate explorations squelched? Arts were a forbidden country for me. A taboo. Superstitions of poverty and starvation, my becoming promiscuous, rang from my mother’s mouth. Dad silently agreed. When i turned 18 i told them i was going to college. When they did not…

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Old Barns

Same canvas painted over three times. When we find satisfaction the plan is to move onto a new canvas and start another picture. First Layer. Second Layer. Third Layer happens tomorrow. And a third canvas. First Layer. Second Layer.

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Chicago Time

Church is poetry. Poetry is life. A life well-lived. Good morning… Living poetry today. Bless you🧡🕊 does anybody really know what time it is? -Chicago

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