Spring
Days stretch longer... brighter
Flowers, Birdsong.
Something inside awakens... stirs
Keyboard, Canvas
Shapes take form... definition
Clickityclack, clickityclack
Stroke Stroke Stroke... Zing
I have dug into the files and pulled out a promising piece of writing I started sometime ago. Feels good to work the words once again.
On canvas I have been challenged. Three generations tackling the same subject in different mediums. Should be interesting to see what we each turn out.
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