Amy Lynn Stevenson
Songbird
Acrylic on canvas
$495
$495
In her gaze, time stands motionless. In her eyes, I see the eyes of someone long ago.
The creative muse is frantic when I sleep.
She thinks I am giving away her secrets, in songs, in sighs, in painted smiles.
But I know these are my dreams waiting for me under my pillow. They lap hypnotically at the shores of my heart. We will never stop trying to make something beautiful.
The creative muse is frantic when I sleep.
She thinks I am giving away her secrets, in songs, in sighs, in painted smiles.
But I know these are my dreams waiting for me under my pillow. They lap hypnotically at the shores of my heart. We will never stop trying to make something beautiful.