my mind works in funny ways. I was speaking to a friend of mine about feeling listless recently & she said 'be careful you don't fall off the page' (don't ask)
i visualised an actual page, then i got to wondering if you fell of the 'page' as it were, would someone catch you? if so, it's bound to be angels hence this piece, Do Svidaniya is the phonetic spelling of the russian word 'goodbye' (it sounds sooo much better than crappy old 'goodbye' though) sorry if my 'phonetic spelling' annoys any russians but i can't understand the cryllic alphabet *g*
The damnable thing is, I used to know how to spell that, but I can't remember now for the life of me. Excellent work, but don't you go falling off the page, my dear! What ever would I do without you?
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"Persevere! Do not only practice your Art, but also endeavour to fathom its Inner Meaningit deserves this effort!" Ludwig van Beethoven
*gasp* I love it!!!! ANother FAV! ^-^ I love it all, Gwen!!! ESPECIALLY the hair! ^_^
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-::::--->| Michael |<---::::-
"Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light...
I love it, it's original , and it really looks like a "collage" with things cut and put there but it is beautifully made, with a class and style.
*hugs*
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Je trône dans l'azur comme un sphinx incompris
J'unis un coeur de neige à la blancheur des cygnes
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"Sorrow will pass, believe me.
Life is so unimportant.
And from now onwards, you will dance like nobody ever before."
Boris Lermontov
The Red Shoes, 1948
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But i will wear my heart upon
my sleeve for Daws to peck at
I am not what i am...
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"Sorrow will pass, believe me.
Life is so unimportant.
And from now onwards, you will dance like nobody ever before."
Boris Lermontov
The Red Shoes, 1948
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Rindaewen
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"Persevere! Do not only practice your Art, but also endeavour to fathom its Inner Meaningit deserves this effort!" Ludwig van Beethoven
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But i will wear my heart upon
my sleeve for Daws to peck at
I am not what i am...
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-::::--->| Michael |<---::::-
"Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light...
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But i will wear my heart upon
my sleeve for Daws to peck at
I am not what i am...
*hugs*
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Je trône dans l'azur comme un sphinx incompris
J'unis un coeur de neige à la blancheur des cygnes