
Once, I looked inside colours in front of me.
Made them breathe in paint on my canvas.
Moved by a language that began to grow in me,
my mind searched the need to create.
Words, picture all I see and feel.
Ann Miller
Once, I looked inside colours in front of me.
Made them breathe in paint on my canvas.
Moved by a language that began to grow in me,
my mind searched the need to create.
Words, picture all I see and feel.
Ann Miller