I was wondering where the birds went during all the natural disasters. It seems like they just knew it was time to fly away. They knew the storms were coming. Anyway, my mom sent me a card with a bird on it. I send my sons money, my mom sends me money... it just seems to recirculate...money. As long as my bills are paid, I am happy. Ok, anyway, this painting came from a very deep meaning.
About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
Friday, April 3, 2009
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