How can we not be inspired? How can we not be filled with joy? There is beauty all around us. I step outside and notice the tiny violets raising their heads above the wooden walkway. Even the tiniest cracks are overflowing with nature's grandeur.I am storing this image in my memory to someday translate into an artwork. Will the colors be the inspiration? Will the lines and shapes? The contrast between the sunlight and the shadows? Or will the delicate violet itself be the focus? What is your choice?
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