A Journey Through Painting P. 25,26,27,28
- acg755
- 3 days ago
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No full pearl in the oyster. I remember the time my Dad got oysters and the baby pearl was no pearl. The baby pearl was white and grey. It is also x’s and o’s for kisses and hugs from my Grandma when I was a kid. A little x for no pearl. A big pearl of lots of color. Teary eyes for no pearl. A colorful pearl. But a pearl, small or big, is colorful. Colorful is happy.

When my Mom told me a tornado went by near our house while she was pregnant with me. The eye of the tornado. The sun wave. Can’t see the twister. Can’t see the air. The roof of a house floating in the air. A faint twister wind. A twister can be scary whether you saw it or not.





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