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| Welcome to my world, where the brush, the mind and the body become one with the canvas... |
| ...where reality and fantasy become entangled and we are free to be who we feel we are. |
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| the smell of the paint arouses senses the brush gliding across the canvas to become one with something your soul desires and pain there for all the world to see believe in yourself pick up the brush express yourself nothing will move you quite the same |
| let yourself go touch the world with all of you be you be with you be within you open the door to arouse arouse the depths of your soul arouse the sensations sensations never felt before the eyes will yearn for more the spirit will call on you to please the inner being of life that lies within each of us rise up...... |
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