I see the pain rise up in your eyes as I listen to the rambling whispers of your heart... I trace the fiery tears down your trembling face, as they cautiously follow the echoes of your quiet howl. I watch patiently, as you cross the floor, losing precious steps and private pieces of your soul along the way. Fighting distant memories and old regrets... I know now, that was love. And, as each dawn begins anew, always changing, evolving, creating and expressing... my angel wrestles the wind that comes to soothe her fiery tears and restless heart... I will always remember how my angel's eyes do sparkle. - MARSHA JONES (This incredible poem was not only a gift written for me, but an inspiration for this piece, as well.) This is for all the Pisces out there... or at least the ones born with just a little sadness in their souls. ((pencil/charcoal drawing painted digitally))
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Christine brand 13 Oct 2005
Dawn!!! Master of the Mask and Mood!!! the blues that brood here are a tale of beauty!! I love your words with this and the face you have given to them. Excellent work!!!Emily Reed 18 May 2005
Your portraits are very well done.Terrell Smith-Dorfeo 12 Jan 2005
very moving piececramer 20 Dec 2004
nice work..i like the blank expression and mystical blues...nice border tooSolar Ic3 17 Dec 2004
beautiful...I love the colours and the "behind water" feel to it..