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The paint is drying, and time is dying. The pain is crying, lying on my back, trying to get back the time, to brushstrokes too fast, wet went dry and love went dull; now I live in a portrait I never painted.

Anthony Liccione
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The painting rises from the brushstrokes as a poem rises from the words. The meaning comes later.

Joan Miro
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Every great painting includes hundreds of imperfect brushstrokes" Ray White

Ray White, Connecting Happiness and Success
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The little queen lived in a world where the sky swirled like the sea and nothing was itself for very long. Everything looked to be in brushstrokes.

Meia Geddes, The Little Queen
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Artists hide their identities in the brushstrokes of their paintings, the verses in their cantos, and the sentences in their novels. The true face of an artist is never on his face and this is what he prefers. Others misunderstand this displaced melancholy with an absence of melancholy.

Bruce Crown, How Dim the Promised Land
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It's about what I know is true. Because I'm looking at this bright red storm of color on a canvas, at all my delicate lines and passionate brushstrokes. I'm looking at something so urgent and true, so far beyond what I thought I was capable of making.

Nina LaCour, You Know Me Well
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...the passage of time, which transformed the volatile present into that finished, unalterable painting called the past, a canvas man always executed blindly, with erratic brushstrokes that only made sense when one stepped far enough away from it to be able to admire it as a whole. -pg. 19

Félix J. Palma
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I detect the activist returning with a vengence.

E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
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I'm all for fighting tyranny and oppression.

E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
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There was something melancholic about that symbol of their nation's promise of freedom, a bell with a chipped mouth and cleft body.

E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
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