“The rays of sun spilled on my canvas
Like coffee into a pot so did her on podium
Gently, warmly flowing
Almost as an afterthought.
The morning dew melted to vapor
Rising into a morning mist on the brushes of mine
As the supple steam rose from the cup
And with the breeze, was dismissed…
I took my brush and canvas
As clouds drifted across the sky
Forming thick, bushy clumps
Becoming one with the liquid nearby.
I painted the girl
As sun crested horizon
The heat nearly burnt my lips
As blue sky began to lighten….
acrylic on canvas
£1,823.93
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“The rays of sun spilled on my canvas
Like coffee into a pot so did her on podium
Gently, warmly flowing
Almost as an afterthought.
The morning dew melted to vapor
Rising into a morning mist on the brushes of mine
As the supple steam rose from the cup
And with the breeze, was dismissed…
I took my brush and canvas
As clouds drifted across the sky
Forming thick, bushy clumps
Becoming one with the liquid nearby.
I painted the girl
As sun crested horizon
The heat nearly burnt my lips
As blue sky began to lighten….
acrylic on canvas
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