Saturday, May 26, 2012

sculpt

Cut.
Shape.
Chip.
Chisel. Chisel. Chisel.
Grind.
Polish. Polish. Polish.
Until there emerges art.
Poetry.
Sculpted by a dreamer’s heart.
Finished by a lover’s hands.

If only we brought such passion to life...


watching art / sculpture brings alive so many thoughts

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