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©2003-2009 ~auraze
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- Images from [link]
- Wording from "Spilling Open" by Sabrina Ward Harrison

- Completed November 2002 from my media class

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:icontrounce:
yowza.
great work!

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DeviantArt: My second home.
:icondillpill:
That is a very beautiful collage - true insecurity - well done
:iconeuphoriem:
This is very beautiful, I love collages, I can't get enough of them hehe :) (Smile)

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catherine brown | browncat.us | browncat.dA
:iconchasingfuries:
I really like this, and I love the book Spilling Open! Her other books are great too. This one's a fave.

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The truth is like the underside of wings: we only see it when we fly. -Harrison
:iconmotionlesssndtrk:
beyond speechless. i felt like this just jumped off the freaking screen and invaded m whole being. i can't say i've had quite THAT extreme of an experience with oh, sheesh, ANY piece or work on all of dA. that's speaks pretty extraordinarily to you and your work. i'm beyond words.

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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:

you make me happy when skies are grey.
:iconmotionlesssndtrk:
featureeeed :):):) --------> [link]

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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:

you make me happy when skies are grey.
:iconmotionlesssndtrk:
honorary news :) --> [link]

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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:

you make me happy when skies are grey.
:iconmotionlesssndtrk:
this and a few others of yours in a news article feature :):) --> [link]

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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:

you make me happy when skies are grey.

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