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Sitting in a bowl of fruit I hold a flower Paint me with vivid colors Make me look pretty Or possibly as a reverent clown With big floppy feet In a contemporary return to classics For the world to look and ask "What did the artist mean with that banana, and why is that clown sitting on peaches holding a tulip?" © 2019 MJL
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Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 9:42 AM UTC
Still Life
Sitting in a bowl of fruit I hold a flower Paint me with vivid colors Make me look pretty Or possibly as a reverent clown With big floppy feet In a contemporary return to classics For the world to look and ask "What did the artist mean with that banana, and why is that clown sitting on peaches holding a tulip?" © 2019 MJL
Just a play on the definition of still life and contemporary art.... More than what people paint us to be.
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Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 9:42 AM UTC
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