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Sisters MAG
February 23, 2013
A girl peruses the newspaper while her sister stretches on a chair behind her.
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This art has 5 comments.
longisland said...
on Apr. 19 2013 at 7:56 am
This piece and the other work of the artist are phenomenal. Beyond the beauty on the canvas, it communicates a story and spirit.
grandma said...
on Apr. 9 2013 at 9:57 am
the painting looks like the girls and I can add that they are very close. I love them both Grandma
beautifulspirit PLATINUM said...
on Mar. 14 2013 at 10:26 am
It's like a snapshot of how sisters are when they are just being themselves. This piece has me wondering if these sisters have a distant relationship---because they aren't even looking at each other---or is their bond so close that they can just hang out, nothing needs to be said or they are just comfortable with each other?
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