I saw this painting in Vegas in an art gallery. It was framed and hung a few feet off the ground. The dancer was eye level with me, and the painting spoke to me. That flirty little twist in the hip and turn of the head as she dances; she just knows she's attractive and talented. She doesn't need anyone's approval. She dances to her own beat. There were 900 originals, and a year later, I treated myself on my birthday for one of them. I look at her every day, and feel that spirit, the same spirit in me when I dance...
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Fan Dancer by Andrew Atroshenko...
I saw this painting in Vegas in an art gallery. It was framed and hung a few feet off the ground. The dancer was eye level with me, and the painting spoke to me. That flirty little twist in the hip and turn of the head as she dances; she just knows she's attractive and talented. She doesn't need anyone's approval. She dances to her own beat. There were 900 originals, and a year later, I treated myself on my birthday for one of them. I look at her every day, and feel that spirit, the same spirit in me when I dance...
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