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Faded in a windowPosted by Rabbit (Richmond, United States) on 13 November 2007 in Art & Design. Ahhh yes a step where after you wedge your clay you should smooth your edges - yes seems very unimportant until you open your clay & you find it has air trapped in the bottom which leads to many many MANY problems. Words are feircly being sung out of my mouth with the confidence of a champion. At this moment if there were any ears to hear they may wonder what jazz/lounge band i sing with. The woman whom is provoking me to sing & sing with such confidence as if theses were songs i wrote, would be Regina Spektor. Her album 11:11 plays as i was thinking, thinking how i wanted to change the picture i was posting. How i kept thinking and changing it till i ended up with a faded something that looked to me to feel like a picture from a very old advertisement, maybe one that was placed in a window and the sunlight had kissed it many years. I sing because i miss it, i sing because when i do i don't have to think or maybe i say that incorrectly. Maybe its because i think but only of the way i sing, concentrating, remembering all the voice lessons i've had.
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