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This is a welcome and a warning! More than you probably
ever want to know about me is meted out on these web pages
in various forms of expression. The unique feature of
this medium is that you are in total control of
navigating allowing your escape at any time. You can retreat
or lurk; like or dislike; smile or smirk. You can react
with favor or disapproval and you can do it all without
me knowing. This means you cannot hurt my feelings and
I can't sue you! So, enjoy...or not...it's your mouse!
I
feel fortunate. Like this ordinary woman living in extraordinary
times who just happens to be driven by a creative force
to bring life to a thought or a vision that will not give
her peace until expressed in one medium or another. The
birth canal varies from pencil, to pen, to clay, or from
this incredible exponential medium, mine enemy,
my friend; Le' Computer.
Pablo
Picasso sums up my ongoing relationship with every medium
I fall in love with. I
am always doing that which I can not do, in order that
I may learn how to do it. This
puts you in touch with the epiphamous Aha's! as well as
the infamous Aaarrrgggghhh's!!
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Art
and Me
Art is the heart of me,
It's in my blood,
My soul,
My brain,
It's in my thoughts,
My dreams,
My ponderings.
Art is the heart of me,
In what I see,
Hear,
Touch,
Smell,
In what has been,
In what I hope will come,
In all that I may do,
Or have already done.
Art is the heart of me,
So give me walls,
Or open space,
Misery,
Or God's grace,
Give me goodness,
Or ill-will,
Still...art is the heart of
me.
by
Ginny LeBleu
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