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  • I wanted paint a picture of anger to go with my Vera House Survivor poems, so I tried to paint an angry man. I tried and tried. I've certainly seen my share of angry men.
  • But no matter how hard I tried, the man looked as much sad as angry.
  • Is that deep well of sadness generating the anger?
  • Or is the sadness in my own heart when I look at the picture and remember?
  • Image: Acrylic painting with oil pastels, by me, on thin paper in an "extra large" Moleskine sketchbook.

    (It could well be that I am simply not a good enough artist yet.)
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