Art Imitates Life

This is a clean out your paintbrush mind dump. 
Each color is an ethnicity,
the blue is the water
where we all came from.
It is random.
Notice the colors never fully blend.
That is kind of perfect.

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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