Art 101 drew
a human face,
Shading the
nose just right…
Painting a
full moon in perspective;
Inventing
the colors of midnight
Art 102 was drawing
a flower,
More
beautiful than anything real…
Every
painting in an art museum,
A life
history lived to feel.
A PHD in art
is my window;
The world, so
majestic to me…
No
signatures on the canvas
An ant is
larger than me.
A master
paints a sunset,
Confidently
boards a departing plane,
Knowing he
will return someday,
To paint
that sky again.
A connoisseur
loves the artist,
It is beauty
that he hunts…
Knowing
paintings are the legacy,
We see the
artist’s world but once.
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