I couldn’t draw a fish at all. As in, NOT at all. But, I was not going to let that stop me. So, I went to the library and checked out an Encyclopedia of fish. Took it home and studied each colorful array of fish there was. I learned some things about fish as well, and drew up a few of them.
One didn’t get away. Crinkled, stained, a bit faded. Just another memory, set to ink. 2006 was not a good time. Another reminder, that my creative side helped me along.
A Daily Visual Journal
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When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.
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poetry by nicolas ryan brown.
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