Painting

We are born a blank canvas, sent to earn our marks. Life is the journey we then embarked. Some now are...

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A Tribute poem to a budding Artist Brinda,

daughter...

Born in the 1400's in the foothills of Tuscany
No one knew the boy there, would be making history...

Rain is falling hard against my window pane

And I’m painting your face from a memory un-fading...

Come Wednesday night
To see what I see
In Picasso’s Cafe
In my secret place.
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Where did El Greco come from?
- They say he came from the Sea,
-What did he make? –
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Rooted i ntomorrow

s hallowed Trees

Sprouting a living

l evening Leaves

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