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Rousing Toward Repose

Most days I head out to quiet place with a lot of table space to begin my beloved minuet between me and my pencils.  That’s what it feels like to draw.  There is a musical sway that takes me and swirls me about the page.  Where to drop and mark is an exercise in fancy footwork.  It’s like being on stage in an empty theater and suddenly waltzing; arms extended, alone and yet fully partnered.

Rousing Toward Repose © Britt Conley


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