My son says it reminds him of "Balloons".


As requested by Anonymous .Here is one I made for my son.

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  1. AnonymousApril 14, 2007 at 9:34 AM

    http://www.mississauga.com/mi/news/pictorial/story/3938623p-4550796c.html

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  2. AnonymousApril 14, 2007 at 11:00 AM

    Thanks for posting another picture like I asked. Good choice by your son. I myself find it very relaxing to sketch landscapes and the things around me. I really enjoy the colors in your work though.. its very cheerful! Whatever your willing to post pictures of I would love to see. Thanks again. Take Care

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  3. AnonymousApril 14, 2007 at 11:24 AM

    http://health.msn.com/centers/depression/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100148859&GT1=9301

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