17/6/2016- 20-00hrs He sits disparagingly between a rock and a hard place, the rock is his creativity and the hard place is not knowing what to do or were to go after what he has been through, he has tried to understand and tried to find reason but is doomed to failure, he just can’t make sense of it all, he has tried and is trying to reach out,but to no avail. Not to worry spring is in the air there is plenty of new growth around him in the fields and the sun rises on a new day, he is hoping like in the past an angel will come along to help a man in need or maybe a bit of luck will come his way, hope been the key word he lyes prostrate before its mercy, in the meantime its destination unknown and on to my next piece as every piece I paint is a view into my mind and a view into where the path will lead me. So onward I go with hope in my heart and my spirit by my side, Wish me luck.
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17/6/2016- 20-00hrs He sits disparagingly between a rock and a hard place, the rock is his creativity and the hard place is not knowing what to do or were to go after what he has been through, he has tried to understand and tried to find reason but is doomed to failure, he just can’t make sense of it all, he has tried and is trying to reach out,but to no avail. Not to worry spring is in the air there is plenty of new growth around him in the fields and the sun rises on a new day, he is hoping like in the past an angel will come along to help a man in need or maybe a bit of luck will come his way, hope been the key word he lyes prostrate before its mercy, in the meantime its destination unknown and on to my next piece as every piece I paint is a view into my mind and a view into where the path will lead me. So onward I go with hope in my heart and my spirit by my side, Wish me luck.