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The Mask is Larger Than the Halo
This was a painting I created a few years ago. I’m not sure when. I didn’t have a name for it, until recently. Sometimes, naming a creation is a slow process. But now that I’ve given it a name, it feels complete. Notaurean, The Mask is Larger Than the Halo (202x), Oil on Canvas
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Crimson
A beauty, Ethereal. Her mesmerizing glow dimmed. Yet, she still captivates. A real showstopper.
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When We Decide To Breathe
They’ve danced around in their feelings for years. Furthering their journey through tension. The point of no return was anticipated. Counting from three, they long for confession. When two become one. The question arises, “What have we done?”
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For My Presence: Do I Know You?
Sometimes, I just don’t show up. Why? I let the past influence me. I allowed the past to control me in ways I easily overlooked. I let it limit me. I let it silence me. I let it hide me. I allowed past people to dictate my current behavior. I was a fool. I was…
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For My Presence: Where Are You?
I know this is silly. Sometimes, I just don’t show up. Why? I thought my knowledge was common knowledge. Don’t they know this stuff already? I thought everyone knew how to do things this way. Isn’t everyone else doing the same thing? I thought my work was insignificant. Why bother when others are doing this…
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