Furry Creek, a place where…
A turquoise sea blends with a cerulean sky,
A majestic mountain touches a passing grey cloud,
A white golf ball sits on a perfect green,
And a brown bear strolls across a garden of yellow daisies.
A room where…
Music is played,
A palette is created,
A brush takes its first drink
And strokes a blank canvas
My home, my studio, my art.
-Katie Jeffries, 2007 |
