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To notice an image is irrelevant, one has already been seduced by the surface, its texture, its crustiness, its roughness or smoothness. This texture held down by force, cries out to be touched, to feel the palm of one's hand gently placed upon its surface. My choice of color and how it speaks through texture permeates from my inner being, (soul). I am submerged into an atmosphere that ever so changes. Creating feelings, desires and emotions. Touching me physically and mentally. As I step back from my work, my life repeats itself back to me. Only in a different language, the language of Texture & Color. The work is entertainment for one to hear with their eyes, feel without touch. I
create this texture with oils, acrylics, mixed media, vinyl records and
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© 2002 Karen Britton
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