LEAH'S WORKS

"I wake up to the sounds of birds chirping, the sound is so close I can see it clearly in focus. They play their unique lullaby, trying to keep time with the naturally occurring symphony of the day. The wind blows, the leaves rustle, the rain comes. All of these echoes collide, forming a masterpiece that is caught in the web that is my mind. The visions cannot be explained in words, the unity of the form created cannot be comprehended. It spills through me and onto the canvas as if life given from a mother. This is not mine, I have merely taken what was perplexing and made it clear."