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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing from the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: acrylic

Fox & Friend, A Painting for My Grandson

December 4, 2022

One of the pleasures of painting is creating something special for loved ones. Both of my grandchildren have a special …

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Painting Again—A Wild and Wooly Seascape

November 20, 2022

It’s been awhile. I traded in my pen for my paintbrush these last few weeks. The new novel I’ve been …

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Three Florals & Two Landscapes

October 21, 2017

As summer was turning to fall most of my painting was focused on florals and learning to create with acrylics. …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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