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Life holds so many simple blessings, each day bringing its own individual wonder. John McLeod
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Life holds so many simple blessings, each day bringing its own individual wonder. John McLeod
Time is the longest distance between two places.
Weight, Jeanette Winterson ( @plainwaterpdf ) | Solitude, Daler Usmonov | 3 a.m., Lossapardo | The Kite Runner, Khaled Hosseini | Risk, Lossapardo | Spring Morning, John McLeod | One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez | Being Alone, Pushkar Khollam | Hotel Room, Edward Hopper | The Goldfinch, Donna Tartt ( @oakesfegleys )
The song of thrush and blackbird, joy that falls so gently on the ears to celebrate another day of life and living, flying free.
John McLeod
Mia Bergeron & John McLeod’s “Totems & Vessels.”
Currently on view at Robert Lange Studios in Charleston, South Carolina is artist Mia Bergeron & John McLeod’s exhibition, “Totems & Vessels.”
Artist couple Mia Bergeron and John McLeod were married 5 years ago and had their first showing of work together on the eve of their wedding. Now, to celebrate their nuptials and their combined love of art, the couple has been painting side by side to create a new body of work titled, “Totems and Vessels.”
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'We oft question and compare.... Is the journey so important or the getting there?' -John McLeod | Download more picture quotes at Bookmark Quotes
Awakening Awakening, dawn's chorus Welcoming, The day new, untouched Waiting to be filled.... And will we paint a rainbow With all its promise Or dull the canvas Sadly seen? Each day brings its own colours To be chosen, mixed, Pigments of joy, Happy moments, Smiles and laughter.... And which will you choose? For 'Life' is choice, We are all painters In our own way, All needing to create Something of worth, Of lasting beauty, Marking our journey.... Footprints in the sand.... The sky today is azure, The sun warm and golden A filigree of light and shadow-play Through the gently swaying trees. I clean my brushes, Choose my palette Of vibrant, living colours, And begin to fill Today's blank canvas
John McLeod