When we were young, life seemed to be so easy. Our minds were filled with dreams, things we hope to do, what we wanted to be. We were innocent and then we learned that we couldn't fly. For this I went back to childhood, when I thought I could, when I had my dreams, when anything was possible, when I could fly. Working on more butterflies that will create what she is standing on and the sky behind her.
4 Comments
Jerry 18 Jan 2007
Fantastic or great style!Renata Cavanaugh 17 Jan 2007
BeautifulLeah Jaarveth 17 Jan 2007
a wonderful work of art :)Patrick Boyle 16 Jan 2007
very beautiful this has a very graceful quality to it Rodney.very well done