Processing, Process

~Deana J. Tavares 

How do you know

When a palette is finished 

When a story 

Is done 

Being told 

When new colors 

Cease 

To unfold 

Days

Months

Years piled up

In colorful layers

Hammered to the wall

Acquiring stares

Inside her palette

Lost loves 

Bright blues

Green with grief 

Heart swelling yellow

Brightening 

Hues 

Magenta bursts 

With excitement 

Ecstatic horizons 

Waving through 

Acrylic black

And whites 

Blending 

Harmoniously too

Her dreams 

Wrapped up 

Paprika and plum 

Beauty she’s seen 

Elated 

And numb 

A pool of emotions

Watered down 

With her brush 

Organically  

Conveyed 

In this process 

She trusts 

Life unraveling 

Connecting 

Colliding

Each day 

Within her palette

Subtle hints

Of grey 

How much 

Would you 

Pay 

©2021

The palettes themselves become art, as they showcase the journey of the story from start to finish.

~jummyjeenz D.T.

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Art is life, life is art

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“Art is standing with one hand extended into the universe, and one hand extended into the world, and letting ourselves be a conduit for passing energy.” ~Albert Einstein