Hanged there Touching the sand And stiching the air Loose your sight And sense The sun's trace of a shy face Bestows its mask To the dusty toes With pride ... With bias grace
can this poem and the previous one by any chance expressing ur pencil or brush in ur hand dancing and dancing over the papers to produce the freezed final image of the whole dancing act of ur artistic visions?
you drew this?!?! mashallah!! very very beautiful!! "lose your sight and sense" amazing! i do that, i lose my sense of place n time sometimes, it feels absolutely great! loved it! great job :D
Hanged there
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can this poem and the previous one by any chance expressing ur pencil or brush in ur hand dancing and dancing over the papers to produce the freezed final image of the whole dancing act of ur artistic visions?
as if you knew i have all my colors and pencils all around me..
:)
i drew it right away ;)
wala y9eer '7a6rik illa 6ayib :D
cooool nice lovely painting :) what is it.. water colors and crayons?
simper:
thank you :)
well it is made of china marker( the crayons effect), water color, black ink & pencil.. :)
glad you like it :D
you drew this?!?! mashallah!! very very beautiful!!
"lose your sight and sense" amazing! i do that, i lose my sense of place n time sometimes, it feels absolutely great!
loved it! great job :D
thank you :D
i feel happy when you comment on my work :)
..... i always have no control on my sight neither time ;)
flying somewhere
hey archy! new post :P
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