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Each time - it's different. No matter how many times I've captured him - it's always different. The light. The sun. The colors.
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I'm both honored and thrilled to have been chosen to be a part of this weekend's
Fall Juried Art Show and Sale.
Saturday - 5 November thru Sunday - 6 November: 11 a.m. - 5 p.m.
Newton Cultural Center, Newton, MA.
Most of her life - she lived in and amongst the quiet shadows. Not wanting to be seen..not wanting to be heard. She spent her days carefully hidden...a part and away from public view. Silently observing. Waiting and watching.
Somehow in her childhood and youth - she was told she couldn't. And she took it to heart and believed..that she wouldn't.
Until one day - it happened. At first it was nothing other than the softest of whispers..hardly audible - even to herself. And then those whispers grew. Louder and louder until they echoed back at her. Her words.
She spoke - and the world stopped and listened.
She had - at last - discovered her voice...and what a beautiful one it was.