Painting and the language of art is my gate to creativity, by sounded colors in painted melodies, to be embraced by that miracle of the blossoms of emotions.
when the world seems strange
and indigo fades to grey
close your eyes
stay a while
there’s magic there
yes, it’s story time
when the ice dragon dances in the snow
yes, it’s story time
where all the hushed wild things go
Story time
Music & art by Faith B
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