I took water colors whilst wondering in the mountains, and the mountains walked away with me. My eyes caught faces, and my fingers fell into soft pastels spreading happiness, love, passion, freedom, sadness, and anger over the paper.  The smell of paint in art studio brought me back where I felt I came from. From colorful energy.

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