Aren't We Art?

An artistic Arthur, wandering in wonder, giving the gift of a view, my life broken asunder. A gossamer web, this existance so grand, a look through my eyes, the words in my hand.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Craggy gardens






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I am an artist with a BA in Theatre yet don't limit myself to any one form of art. I try to find the artistic and meaningful aspects of all things around me. I am a Christian who feels extremely blessed to be alive everyday, and am always in wonder of the opportunities and results of this beautiful life. I hope to document, through art, some of these amazing gifts that surround us everyday. Peace be with you.
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