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Beneath the canopy’s gentle embrace, An emerald pond finds its sacred place. Ripples whisper secrets to the air, A tranquil hymn,...

My exhibit in Domfront didn’t go as planned. First it rain and rained making to difficult to transport artwork to the event. The Thursday...

How did union of art and poems came to be? .Many years ago, I used to write children's stories and poems, but being dyslexic, I felt I...