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Maggie Turner - Artist

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Maggie is an American artist living in Portugal.   She paints, writes, and takes photos, taking inspiration from nature and creating art whenever something stirs her imagination and emotions.
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Art Exhibition July and August, 2015 at Scissors Paper Rock Salon and Boutique in Pasadena, CA, includes some of Maggie Turner's latest paintings. All artworks are original and hand painted. Scissors Paper Rock Salon 1387 E. Washington Blvd. Pas... 

Don't go! Indeed, it is you  The pure white clothes  Worn next to the skin  Your silky black hair  Whirling about in the wind  Wild and free In a misty wilderness  No way to be found  Wait a little  I am coming  To get ready for the ride... 

A pallet of Maggie Turner art continues to show at Crossroads Bookstore in Pasadena, with new paintings (originals and signed prints), photographs, and poetry. Please stop by, and while you're there also check out their excellent variety of self-help... 

A video to show how the artist made a natural stone or rock necklace: http://youtu.be/h0Cjw7GYtZY . Word content is as follows: Hello, my name is Maggie, I’m going to show you a very simple way to make a necklace using raw natural materials, lead-... 

Morning Lilies A distant fragrance of creamy lilies flushes into the hold mingled with dawn mist I smell koumiss from the prairie, the harmonious wine of this land In the days we lived in seclusion, you and I, free as butterflies, fluttered arou... 

Springtime Rain It was a time of rains falling fitfully in early April  When families gathered to moan and sweep their ancestral graves People passed along the pavements in great haste to get ahead in the world Excuse me, but where can I leave ... 

Stand Down the River

September 18th, 2014

She is standing on the threshold in my dream Her eyes have lost that long familiar gleam One last look and then she slips away I close my eyes, and turn away And as I go she calls And I can hear her say to me “I will go and we will both be free...