Vivian De Winter


Particles of Dust Danced

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My Shadow Had Found Me

My shadow had found me each time.

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Found Objects Fascinate Me

Found objects fascinate me.

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Nothing More Pleasing to My Eyes

Nothing more pleasing to my eyes.

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The Shadow Moved Across the Cemetery

The shadow moved across the cemetery.

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The Snow Keeps Coming Down

The snow keeps coming down.

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No One Else Can Ever Know

No one else can ever know...

Inspired by writer Austin Kleon, and his blackout newspaper process, I wanted to give the exercise a go myself. Unfortunately, I usually have printed flyers on hand, not newspapers. So, I went scrounging around in my "writing" folder on my computer for some raw material.

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