Art Quote by Susan L. Marshall

““This hand, it is mine, yet when I pick up a pencil it has a mind of its own. It has a story to draw, beating the breath of life through its lines and shapes, across the wide, open paper. If I just attune myself to the unravelling melody, I know I will be able to take that journey and heal the torn, aching world.””

Susan L. Marshall

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“Standing still, I watched the world heave and swirl around me in the air. The sandy earth of the beach was making itself visible…

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“Standing under the shelter of a cedar tree, I stared at the fire crackling as it burned through the fallen logs and twigs that…

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“Dipping my bare brush into your garish gold eyes, I draw your dreams close. They dance divinely within, sparking silhouettes alight. (Harboured Love)”

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“My arms are light and free and my body is outstretched, kissing the blue streaks. I can breathe freely here. It is soothing this…

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“Aboard a boat of leaves I float, allowing new stories to unfold. Of cresting and falling winds, streaking words across the sky. [A Writer’s…

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“Leaves I twist between my fingers, closing my eyes as thoughts drift. Into the momentous winds of time, the red-orange will soon afloat. For…

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“Whispering wind, a quiet breath exhaled across years of tiny, fragments of light. Glowing in the breeze, like silent fireworks, accentuating my wanders through…

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