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ZeroElements

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The Clock

The dials spun counter clockwise back into time on a large old wooden chime clock. It's broad base stands mighty on the floor, made of dark auburn thick heavy oak wood. It towers in an unknown living room. Looking left of the megalithic clock upon the hallway against a beige wall, there is an opening into a kitchen with a dining room table and dining set not unusual in any typical household. In front of the clock is a bland white couch made of coarser thread and to the right of the couch is a living room TV set spanning across a 5 foot wall ending close to where the kitchen begins on the adjacent wall. It is as you would suspect, a typical li

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The Clock

The dials spun counter clockwise back into time on a large old wooden chime clock. It's broad base stands mighty on the floor, made of dark auburn thick heavy oak wood. It towers in an unknown living room. Looking left of the megalithic clock upon the hallway against a beige wall, there is an opening into a kitchen with a dining room table and dining set not unusual in any typical household. In front of the clock is a bland white couch made of coarser thread and to the right of the couch is a living room TV set spanning across a 5 foot wall ending close to where the kitchen begins on the adjacent wall. It is as you would suspect, a typical li

Featured

30 deviations
Fire -Finished-

Human Anatomy Series

14 deviations
Tribal Skull Eins

Conceptual Series

13 deviations
Just me

Miscellaneous

10 deviations
Searching for the Good Wave

Paintings

6 deviations
Girl 1

Drawings

23 deviations

My Old Red Truck

Time has lapsed and made things different. I remember that old red truck and you sitting in the passenger side. But now I can't hear you as you try saying something across the glass. A glass wall sections the truck dividing down the middle. I can't hear a word.  All I see is you moving your lips, hitting, slapping the glass, saying something, eyes are gleaming, upset. I look over calmly, staring, wondering what it is you are trying to say. I look down and turn the key to start the truck. I start to backup but the truck you're in stays there. I drive out into the street from those blue garage doors of that old house. And I leave that

Literature

6 deviations
Out of the Cave

Digital Doodles

20 deviations
Into the Sun I Will Go

Photos

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Shelly Purdy

Scraps

2 deviations