Producing Art

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I watch my art producing, the many thoughts that come alive

Each piece producing, as the pages turn one by one and the many works begin

Soon the strokes, lines, or streaks producing, as the shades turn from white to black, on a gradient scale

Each shape producing, as one line connects to another, and then the next

The bright color producing, as the many colors unknown to the human eye

Each technique producing, as one becomes two and two becomes a whole

The creators producing, what comes to mind, what they know, what they love

The pieces producing, as each one becomes complete and each one is no longer producing but has been produced

Each artist producing, as the art is complete, and their signature is signed, what is his or hers, and yet everyone’s who see’s

The art is what the artist see’s, feels, or hears, what emotion comes to heart, and what images seen from the heart

Then produce with open minds, hearts, and eyes with creative intensions, and meaning for what art really is.

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