| The colors fawn and burnt umber (pale and glowing) ripple and pulse in my mind I cast my brush into the paint lightly swirling seeking and not quite finding the liquid shapes they elude my mind and the brush but I perceive a flutter but, alas, it does not engage. I put away the brushes and pen to try again later. |
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