10-01-2003, 12:38 PM
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yada, yada, yada
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another one of my dad's...
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10-01-2003, 12:40 PM
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I dabble a bit myself. I've done a few paintings but I like to do pencil work better. Here's a couple of mine.
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10-01-2003, 12:42 PM
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and here's one I'm still working on...
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10-01-2003, 12:48 PM
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sorry this one's a bit small...
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10-01-2003, 09:38 PM
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One of my paintings...
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10-01-2003, 09:38 PM
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yada, yada, yada
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another of my paintings...
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10-02-2003, 11:12 PM
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Little Wild One
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darogle...you are good. i felt like i could just walk into the mountain one.
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I beleive in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve, and I beleive in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days. Kevin Costner/Bull Duram
"Your body as well as mine has needs. This is juat a little foreplay to highten our desire for each other. If we play out the game of love to it's natural conclusion, you'll experience fulfillment. Give yourself up to me and I'll guide you along the path to pareadise. Together we will be like fire and ice, love and hate, life and death." Virginia Henley
WANTED: a moment when you kiss someone and eveything around you becomes hazy. And the only thing in focus is you and this person and you relize that he is the only person your suppose to kiss for the rest of your life. And for one moment you get this amazing gift. You want to laugh and you want to cry. Cause you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared it will all go away at the same time.
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10-02-2003, 11:48 PM
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well thank you txgrneyes!! That means a lot to me!
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10-03-2003, 12:50 AM
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Working Stiff
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Dargoyle...those are amazing....thanks for sharing!!!
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10-29-2003, 02:01 PM
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~figment of imagination~
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One of my favorite paintings done by my favorite artist (Ocean Clark) was actually done on a person.
The picture of her is a little dark but it was a neat display.
He is the one who did the painting of me for my husband. (Pic in the coloring book thread)
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10-29-2003, 04:28 PM
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~~Kinky Bitch~~
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dargole those are awsome!!!!!!!!!!!
~nikki~
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10-29-2003, 04:40 PM
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is not this trim anymore!
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Is it me, or is that a really hot piece of fruit on the right? 
But seriously, those paintings are incredible.
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We were born involved in one another.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.
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10-29-2003, 04:57 PM
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~~Kinky Bitch~~
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i like waterhouse the most
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10-29-2003, 11:18 PM
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Registered User
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This is my favorite by Scott Mutter
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