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Susan Austin Paintings
A Journey in Fine Art (Still Life) | |
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Juried into the Salon International 2009 Exhibition, a project of the International Museum of Contemporary Masters. |
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Yet harsh rays cause me strife. Without shelter I have problems indeed! So my butterfly, land! As my protector you stand That I bloom bright before going to seed! |
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A kitchen shelf holds bottles tall, Filled with oils and secret things, Blessed with luck the fetish brings. Beams above adobe walls Hold ladles, herbs, that they not fall. Below them stand the special bins For cooking stuff and baking tins. |
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With her mic and her skimpy grass skirt. Encore! was sung By the plants there among. She took stage, Miss Black-eyed Susie. |
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Someone surely put you there On stage and under lights. I think it was an artist's brush That created such delight. A flowery audience you can see So wave and stand up tall. You know you are the best one yet Brushed up for such stage call. |
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