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 Part 2 - PEACE series. 

Preparing for the Downtown Lufkin Art Walk on January 28 Part 2 

The process has begun! I settled on the size, medium and theme. Now I need to explore what PEACE really means to me before putting paint on wood. 

The dictionary has plenty to say!
1. a state of tranquility or quiet 
2. a state of security or order within 
3. freedom from disquieting or oppressive thoughts or emotions
4. harmony in personal relations
5. to ask for silence or calm

After digging deep, I settled on 6 words that mean PEACE to me.

CONFIDENCE 
HOPE
SERENITY
CONSTANT 
PASSION
HARMONY

I would love to hear what PEACE  means to you. 
More updates as I complete the PEACE SERIES. 

Thank you for reading. : )
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