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Caravaggio knew Donatello, Albrecht too the body sings a song as beauty, coming through Skin is just a medium beneath, the heart controls every stroke, of brush an artistry, of soul Words are simple instruments they sing as would wet paint pause at what you think you see most-times that's just what it ain't
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Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 8:53 AM UTC
Beyond the photo bomb
Caravaggio knew Donatello, Albrecht too the body sings a song as beauty, coming through Skin is just a medium beneath, the heart controls every stroke, of brush an artistry, of soul Words are simple instruments they sing as would wet paint pause at what you think you see most-times that's just what it ain't
I can say I'm guilty, I've seen masterpiece nudes. And thought yup, *********** until I examined the detail and the love in the making, the reverence of the model, and the love of the brush. :)
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Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 8:53 AM UTC
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