Liza Compass
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The Poetry of Paint
I’m sorry, but I can’t take this anymore! This just isn’t working canvas. And believe me, I’ve tried! But it feels like I’ve been here for an eternity staring at you, staring at me, with your blank face void of anything and it hit me; we have nothing in common! You have nothing to offer me, no inspiration, no story… those things are hiding deep in my soul too scared to come out.
By Liza Compass5 years ago in Poets
The Poetry of Paint
I’m sorry, but I can’t take this anymore! This just isn’t working canvas. And believe me, I’ve tried! But it feels like I’ve been here for an eternity staring at you, staring at me, with your blank face void of anything and it hit me; we have nothing in common! You have nothing to offer me, no inspiration, no story… those things are hiding deep in my soul too scared to come out.
By Liza Compass5 years ago in Poets
