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48“ x 60” venetian plaster painting on canvas with original poetry in bedded in the texture. Reflecting 

“The water, in her attempt to shine
Reflects with glasslike sincerity 
Everything we  ever feel
From the moment of our first cry,
Strike that~ the twinkle in his eye…
To the gasping end,
Strike that~ for spirits send…
Throughout our fate,
Beyond, beyond the rising of the tide
Her rocking rhythmic endless sea
Holds only what our memories held
Of light and dark, and mimics the spark
That souls before/beyond ignite
And soothing then, comes her quenching shadow 
To lap us up and begin again.” ~ Kirsten Bowen 


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