(Canada chronicles continued ...)
we left our skin
hanging in sun
leaving us with nothing
but what matters
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- I am Elspeth Duncan (Multimedia Artist): writer/columnist, musician, photographer, film maker, interactive conceptual artist, owner of 'Table for Two Made for You', Kundalini Yoga instructor living in Tobago. I create artistic works, productions and experiences to uplift, inspire, shift perspectives and raise awareness in Self and Others. Thank you for being here. Please use the links in the side bar to explore further. Click here to e-mail me.
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3 comments:
This is beautiful.
I think I'm going to have to repeat this numerous time before i truly understand it.
How truly beautiful and wonderful lines just look like a complete expression of ourselves. The lines make any other expression futile and the background gives it the required extravagance.
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