tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-714571207256679831.post3100779619631788037..comments2023-10-25T05:05:54.914-05:00Comments on A Painters Diary: PraludiumDarrell Baschakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00229927261300573091noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-714571207256679831.post-48088331088355858912011-07-21T13:58:56.346-05:002011-07-21T13:58:56.346-05:00The dust and sweat of our forefathers blows in the...The dust and sweat of our forefathers blows in the wind and rain that lashes against our expectant faces.Darrell Baschakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00229927261300573091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-714571207256679831.post-29714759425820235022011-07-20T23:49:46.432-05:002011-07-20T23:49:46.432-05:00As I sit and ponder what I'm hoping is the las...As I sit and ponder what I'm hoping is the last scene of my play, and continue to resonate with the two plays I say tonight, and now look at Praludium...everything is strangely connected....what think you of this brother?Richard Baschakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00807698351163130020noreply@blogger.com