We, as artists, whatever our medium, are a passionate group. It is our passion for our art, our passion for life and love that comes through. This is what we want to share with you. If we can make you smile, cry, laugh or feel desire, then we have succeeded. Â For you, the reader, the viewer to have one brief moment where you think of nothing else. Hi I'm Michelle. I use many mediums of art in which I express myself. The digital world is a door that I just recently dared to open. I've come here to learn another way of visualizing what's in my minds eye. " a mind all logic is like a knife all blade" BIO My intent is to learn and grow.I know that I am no where near the calibre of artist that span these pages, but I do aspire. So please, I ask that if you view my work to please leave a comment. Good, bad or indifferent. I'm not thinned skinned, how can we aspire to greatness if our skin is made of lace? Do not be afraid to say why you think and/or feel the way you do. How else will I know if I came across to you? You never know when your comment will inspire another. I hope that you enjoy my work as much as I enjoy yours.
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Comments (4)
MariaAJMD
Awwww this poem is adorable and touching. Where we live we have a family of goose. They cross the road and hold up traffic a few times a day. LOL I adored this. HUGS Maria
TallPockets
SO good!!! (repeat these words - slow at first - faster each time) .... Oh wa - ta goo - siam ........ WINK. T.P.
DennisReed
A delightful work! :) God Bless!
davidoblad
My uncle had an attack Goose for a pet once. I don't remember its name now but it had a real attitude problem. I'd never actually known a goose before. It had quite a personality. I made friends with it eventually and it never chased me again. But heaven help any stray dogs or cats that entered their yard unawares. Delightful poem Michele. Hugs from Dave :^)