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Devin H-Rivard
Laughing feels like flying. I love color and form, I love oil and acrylic painting, also figure drawing and calligraphic painting: wet, fresh ground ink on animal hair, that smell. Being in nature often feels better than being in my house. The air. The smell of plants after a rain in the afternoon, and its so dry here in Colorado, the atmosphere pulls the moisture right off the ground, even as it lands, not like in Washington where it pooled, and lingered and things begin to ferment and become rich with the returning ocean seeping through them.
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Monday, October 19, 2009

Woman in The Dark

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The Remembering

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The Investigation

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The Dancer, and a dream

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The Contemplative

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The Ascent, or, "Falling upward into the cup of the sky"

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I Never Realized, with water

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