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When I was a child, my dad took me an art exhibit. I fixated on one of the paintings there… the eyes seemed to follow you. Wherever you were in the room, if you could see those eyes, they were looking at you.

I told my father I was going to learn to draw eyes that way. And, I did.

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Author, D. Denise Dianaty
Author, D. Denise Dianaty

Written by Author, D. Denise Dianaty

Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."

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