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Canvas of A Woman


Painted By Mother Accented By the One Titled Dad Colors Homogenize Pastel-esque To the Touch Nonetheless Combusting… Coating the Exterior Frame Vibrantly and Fluently… Internal Emotions Reveal Themselves Sketched As the Docile Ocular Region Which Never Dares To Lie… Sculpted Hair Flows as Desired… …An Expression of Artistic Individually… Backdrop… Clouds Slightly Parted As She Continues To Descend From Heaven Gliding Effortlessly, Tiptoeing on the Wind’s Staircase Thighs Are Outlined… Curves Cannot Be Traced Nor Duplicated… …Size Unique, Left Up To Artist’s Discretion… Examine Her… Notice the Tenderness Of Her Pose How Delicately Her Hands Are Positioned Upon Her Hips Note… How She Moves As Light Angles and Curves Around Her Figure Embrace… The Attitude That Temporarily Protrudes… …Illusion… Through the Many Fibers of the Canvas Always Underlies A Deeper Meaning Slightly Flawed… However The Canvas of A Woman Is Still A Masterpiece… © 2009 Brandon Alexander McCoy
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