12"x12" Acrylic, Graphite and Transfer on Birch Board (Framed in a Birch Floater)
I hear a memory. I smell it as well. It is of brass and smoke. Bold tones clear as a bell and feet aching from the dance. A bright flash when a symbol is struck. A leaf softly floating on strings through the air. Notes soar above my eyes just out of sight. They sail above barreling, like a celebratory champagne cork but with the quietness of a cool Autumn day.
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