A Thought for Every Word

February Musing

a blank canvas is not a work of art.

the white background more stark than any winter landscape.  void and empty.  absent of detail.  clean, crisp, clear.  not sullied by muted tones of watercolor dawns.  nor etched by charcoaled fingers.  no claret red or topaz yellow matisse line drawn.

a blank canvas is not a work of art.  it is unadulterated joy.

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