Promo: "Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures."
-Henry Ward Beecher
"Art is a reflection of the artist's own personal eccentricities"-Theresa C. Garcia
How To Paint Vulnerability by Theresa Cecilia Garcia
Promo: "Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures."
-Henry Ward Beecher
Impetuous stokes absorbed his thoughts,
while forceful intensely personal hues
invested a conglomerate of colour harmonies.
Wilful foliage of painful greens,
resembling daggers piercing the skyline,
sever possession from the prosperity of common
favour.
Illuminating violence remained a detached character
of singleminded boorishness annexing the dirt
obscured by the charcoal darkness of a storm
filled with quiet indifference.
Peculiar vividness relaxed the ample folds of a virgin
dressed in tattered rags tossed about in empty vastness.
Misery trasmitted in vain delineation to obscure forms
accentuating nervous agitation culminating in abduction.
Infinate exuberance and sensual effects offer formative
mystical interpretation of spiritual truth maintained by
the vigilant surveillance of an unassisted individual
genuis reflecting his own personal eccentricities.
Poetry by TheresaCecilia
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Written on 2006-04-09 at 21:00
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-Henry Ward Beecher
"Art is a reflection of the artist's own personal eccentricities"-Theresa C. Garcia
How To Paint Vulnerability
"Art is a reflection of the artist's own personal eccentricities"-Theresa C. GarciaHow To Paint Vulnerability by Theresa Cecilia Garcia
Promo: "Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures."
-Henry Ward Beecher
Impetuous stokes absorbed his thoughts,
while forceful intensely personal hues
invested a conglomerate of colour harmonies.
Wilful foliage of painful greens,
resembling daggers piercing the skyline,
sever possession from the prosperity of common
favour.
Illuminating violence remained a detached character
of singleminded boorishness annexing the dirt
obscured by the charcoal darkness of a storm
filled with quiet indifference.
Peculiar vividness relaxed the ample folds of a virgin
dressed in tattered rags tossed about in empty vastness.
Misery trasmitted in vain delineation to obscure forms
accentuating nervous agitation culminating in abduction.
Infinate exuberance and sensual effects offer formative
mystical interpretation of spiritual truth maintained by
the vigilant surveillance of an unassisted individual
genuis reflecting his own personal eccentricities.
Poetry by TheresaCecilia
Read 433 times
Written on 2006-04-09 at 21:00
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