Wandering down another narrow path, we suddenly come into a magical sunlight garden of wildflowers and sumac.
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- http://albrightknox.org
- http://anchoragemuseum.org
- http://bnriverkeeper.org
- http://buffaloartsstudio.org
- http://burchfieldpenney.com
- http://coastalstudies.org
- http://hallwalls.org
- http://local-artists.org
- http://marinedebris.noaa.gov
- http://oceanconservancy.org
- http://trimaincenter.com
- http://wead.dreamhosters.com
- http://www.buffalorising.com
- http://www.wooloo.org
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June
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- Urban Hiking - Finding a Toy Graveyard
- This Baby Went Through a Fire?
- Baby Jesus
- Grass Grows Right Out of Her Head
- Homage to Al Volo
- At the Cargill Superior Grain Elevator
- Urban Hiking - Finding a Burned Out Hobo Camp
- The Stove
- A Kitchen Cabinet
- The Bedroom
- The Toilet
- Are we in Monet's Garden?
- Hiking in the Post-Industrial Forest
- Open to the World
- Encountered Inside
- Where the Freighters Tied Up
- The River Side
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About Me
- Elizabeth Leader
- Buffalo, New York, United States
- I am an environmental artist with an eye for urban decay. I paint in oils & acrylics and use a wide variety of materials to communicate ideas about "the trail we leave behind us".
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