“And still, still, there is more to describe- we paint because drawing breath is an agony and exhaling an ecstasy and somewhere in the space in-between we think we once found a truth; and the eternal part of us desires… — Marie Anzalone Copy Share
“We stood as the ground shifted and we saw the view from below through tiled floors and concrete stairs, our feet burning holes in… — Marie Anzalone Copy Share Image
“And still, still, there is more to describe- we paint because drawing breath is an agony and exhaling an ecstasy and somewhere in the space in-between we think we once found a truth; and the eternal part of us desires to share this truth at all costs only it's never quite how we pictured it, and it's never quite received… — Marie Anzalone Copy Share
“Our landscapes are marked by the presence of grand trees. And what are trees, but love stories written by terra firma in praise of all the heavens offer? There are hundreds of ways to scribe your love story to reach a Sublime Result. Just ask the oak. All 600 species. III. Our own story will not be written in chronological… — Marie Anzalone Copy Share
“More than a father’s daughter, more than husband’s spouse your soul is here to know love, your body yours to decide how and when… — Marie Anzalone Copy Share Image
“I want to undress you forever: unbutton every fear, unzip each desire; strip you of all burdens; slowly, each act an unveiling, a desire… — Marie Anzalone Copy Share Image
“Just ask any subjugated thing- a wife, population, race, deferred dream and resource misappropriated, or continental plate; and it will tell you stories of… — Marie Anzalone Copy Share Image
