“If I were a flower.. I would be a sunflower. To always follow the sun, Turn my back to darkness, Stand proud, tall and straight
it can be when old things rust and are unuseful. they become art. beautiful lines and curves. appreciated. resting from the longest work. s.bell
“And then I knew when solid ground was lost, my feet launching, wings spreading, eyes on the prize, forward motion, I would fly. Shelley
I couldn’t pull it down, that stubborn wall. so I painted it pretty colors and called it my own.
When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it’s your world for the moment. I want to give that
ma·ca·bre /məˈkäbrə,məˈkäb/ In works of art, macabre is the quality of having a grim or ghastly atmosphere. Macabre works emphasize the details and symbols of