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Dancing in the park
The wind caresses my skin, the sun bursts through the oak trees like an exploding star and nature starts singing its song. To onlookers...

Darla Nyren
Apr 9, 20161 min read
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Come fly with me...
A time gone by. A time yet to happen. Child's play not forgotten. Off to worlds unknown. Won't you come fly with me? San Diego North...

Darla Nyren
Mar 22, 20161 min read
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Up in the trees
Initially the digital composite concept for "Up", my original acrylic painting, I was still captivated and lost up in the trees. The huge...

Darla Nyren
Mar 14, 20161 min read
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Up
The afternoon breeze blows through the stand of eucalyptus trees behind my studio. Wind chimes somewhere off in the distance, the...

Darla Nyren
Mar 9, 20161 min read
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