Remembering Rachel
She was pretty, and a very gifted pianist, with perfect pitch. Married to a man of little ambition and education. They had 4 children. It was a cold winter in Arkansas. She sat, nursing a cup of coffee. Rachmaninoff's Paganini variations played in the background. Her grey eyes looked out at the grey snow as she muttered to herself "Is this all there is?!" I walked into the kitchen just as those words came from my mother's mouth. I was 7.
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Skylar Brown
Professional artist for more than 50 yrs. Retired, but still paint every day. Everything from Canvas to Digital (2D & 3D) BTW, if you, as an artist, find something interesting in one of my images, Feel Free to use it. Just Mention my name. As most of you know, I post mostly "Digital" images…
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