A Poem by Christina Nichole

Mainly how I see myself as an artist.

As that brush stroke first hits that canvas it is the end of one's creative freedom.

All is a possibility when an empty slate's in front of you, ready to accept its final colors.

The power behind that one brush stroke, however, is the beginning of the end.

Once that brush touches the canvas you either go through with your choice,

Or you change rapidly the idea of what will come from that single stroke.

© 2012 Christina Nichole

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Wow!! this is brilliant! I love it! It is so true too, and it applies to all art. I'm very impressed christina, Great job :)

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Added on May 11, 2012
Last Updated on May 11, 2012
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Christina Nichole
Christina Nichole


**Sorry I haven't been able to post much lately. School has really taken a toll on me. I am going to try to start writing more in a bit once it calms down a bit.** I'm a simple country girl who may.. more..